Sometimes they raise you feelin' far too fine
Bound to be,
If I have little space
If I deconstruct it all
If I
If I have little space
If I deconstruct it all
If I
Back to you, that's where I go
When I'm so fed
Back to you, that's where I go
When I'm so fed
When the light comes in on our pale reflections
Will I
I watch the sky turn black to blush
Head still spinning
I watch the sky turn black to blush
Head still spinning
Missing the train, moving the days around
These moments in time
Always
Uh oh
I'm being pulled into the fire of intoxic flame
I'm
It blows my mind
It blows my mind
It blows my mind
It
Sometimes they raise you feelin' far too fine
Bound to be,
If I have little space
If I deconstruct it all
If I
Fall with me
Fall with me
Fall with me
Would you fall with
Back to you, that's where I go
When I'm so fed
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