Oh, you’re taking all I own
You feeding something
Make me start to see in the night
Won’t you help me roll back home?
The feet is stumbling
Walk me down in the street in the light
Walk on or die?
I will never know
Lowered mind
Won’t take my eyes to see the break in your ways
Release your problems, release your problems, release your problems
Lowered mind
Won’t take my eyes to see the break in your ways
Release your problems, release your problems, release your problems
Feels downhill
Worried by your ivory poison reaching ‘round the streets in open fire eyes (fight, you fight, fight)
Feels a lot, don’t leave the light on
I could be the warmest soul if I like though
What a lie, what a night
What a night, don’t lie to my face
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