| I sit here all alone in the church that we built
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| A symphony of sighs in the air
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| I fall on the sword to kiss the hilt
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| I don’t feel a thing
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| Been excavating broken dreams
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| Tried to fix these crooked wings
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| Anything to get back to my true north
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| It don’t matter now
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| This love’s unstoppable
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| Impossible
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| Better off dead than entombed
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| Feels so illogical
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| Don’t care at all
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| I don’t need God I need you
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| Finally I’m slipping under
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| Truth be told I don’t mind
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| When I’m drowing in your wonder
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| I can’t feel it
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| This loves unstoppable
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| Impossible
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| Better off dead than entombed
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| Like roses on a grave
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| We were bright now we wilt
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| Though I exist
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| I endure
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| I still
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| I don’t feel a thing
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| How strange the things we fear the most
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| Are always those we can control
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| I do whatever you want but it’s never enough
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| It don’t matter now
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| This love’s unstoppable
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| Impossible
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| Better off dead than entombed
|
| Feels so illogical
|
| Don’t care at all
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| I don’t need God I need you
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| Finally I’m slipping under
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| Truth be told I don’t mind
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| When I’m drowing in your wonder
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| I can’t feel it
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| This love’s unstoppable
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| impossible
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| better off dead than entombed
|
| This love’s unstoppable
|
| Impossible
|
| Better off dead than entombed
|
| Feels so illogical
|
| Don’t care at all
|
| I don’t need God I need you
|
| Finally I’m slipping under
|
| Truth be told I don’t mind
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| When I’m drowing in your wonder
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| I can’t feel it
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| This love’s unstoppable
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| impossible
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| better off dead than entombed |