And I fold this hand
It's all that I can do
play niceholy water wash away the sins that tarnish meunclean'cause
Tell you nothing Odds are swimming Open to your faith
I rub my eyes in disbelief at what I seeYou
RepelThe coldLest you forget your shameI breathe AgainWhatever was done
(Spitting up blood!)Wait I see itA face in what I
this is all I haveand I give it to you
Open up your mindThe stinging comes freeA whole entire world
The bubbles reach the surface of your watery new homeThe
Just throw your arms around meOur breath in a steam
am I not enoughto keep you?and I swear to follow
Run HomeHere we are I am gone againI missed you
Before I put this rope downI proceed to tie you
I lay around and I wonderIs this really too much
Grown desire, sleeping is meaningless to me.Father's words, were off
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