Lost myself When pain from your heart Left it's trace In written words Held like a seam I have no hand to heal I can't imagine Your emotions Wrapped around
Inferior Hold that iron Inferior
My hand to heal Your wounds won't heal My longing for your warm embrace Why can't it see Their thinking to me My sense of one is open Time to run And drink like astiocles So sideways
Inferior ? ? hold that iron? ?
Late again My breathing is leaving after yours Stay one time Holding things I know your asking for
You're always there Inferior my Time to let it go My brother Hold that iron Time to collide Your face is strong Your eyes want to unfold Inside of me
Inferior ? ? hold that iron? ?
Late again My breathing is leaving after yours Stay one time Holding thing I know you're asking for Throw away For these things can go no longer
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