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
(Verse)Another night of showing my charm again and I wait
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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