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In motion she swipes past your face
With a blur that bleeds into one
Embellish her with beauty and
Embellish her with sight and sound

The stylish way to make someone
You love hit the ground
She swept me off my feet this time
She swept me off my feet this time

Pray, says the needle to the thread
This is the perfect sound
And where we both collide
Pray, says the choir to the symphony
Strike up the sound
That’s running through our veins

Like martyrs who take their lives
In the sacrifice for the ones that they love
I’m vulnerable, I’m spread out
And I’m facing the blade

Until our curves have melt into one
Until our curves have melt into one
I have to make these words
Carry after I’m gone

Pray, says the needle to the thread
This is the perfect sound
And where we both collide
Pray, says the choir to the symphony
Strike up the sound
That’s running through our veins

Her pictures line upon the shelf
The portrait smiles back around
(Embrace)
If I held her up to the light
What would I find out about
(Expose)
So reveals the secrets of
My vixen in the scarlet dress
A life comes full circle

Pray, says the needle to the thread
This is the perfect sound
And where we both collide
Pray, says the choir to the symphony
Strike up the sound
That’s running through our veins

I guess we lost the war
They said we’d last forever
When we both, we both collide
In silhouettes they see themselves
Like floating sheets from which they laid
The ghost shape takes form from who we are
In motion she swipes past your face   With a blur that bleeds into one   Embellish her with beauty and   Embellish her with sight and sound      The stylish way to make someone   You love hit the ground   She swept me off my feet this time   She swept me off my feet this time      Pray, says the needle to the thread   This is the perfect sound   And where we both collide   Pray, says the choir to the symphony   Strike up the sound   That’s running through our veins      Like martyrs who take their lives   In the sacrifice for the ones that they love   I’m vulnerable, I’m spread out   And I’m facing the blade      Until our curves have melt into one   Until our curves have melt into one   I have to make these words   Carry after I’m gone      Pray, says the needle to the thread   This is the perfect sound   And where we both collide   Pray, says the choir to the symphony   Strike up the sound   That’s running through our veins      Her pictures line upon the shelf   The portrait smiles back around   (Embrace)   If I held her up to the light   What would I find out about   (Expose)   So reveals the secrets of   My vixen in the scarlet dress   A life comes full circle      Pray, says the needle to the thread   This is the perfect sound   And where we both collide   Pray, says the choir to the symphony   Strike up the sound   That’s running through our veins      I guess we lost the war   They said we’d last forever   When we both, we both collide   In silhouettes they see themselves   Like floating sheets from which they laid   The ghost shape takes form from who we are