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Oh how your words they slay me Your anger levitates me over the edge again, Consider all your gaining. I feel my faith is waining to come back in.
Let them come in numbers to purify your mind
And leave
your soul behind. That you won’t see the light Whoa Yeah..
Got drunk on parinoa,
My only
phobia will keep me awake today
I’ve lost
the inspiration
Let them come in numbers to purify your mind And leave your soul behind Life’s imagination like a vessel lost in time That you can see the light. Whoa Yeah…
Opinions
that I’m voicing Corrupting your sins again Placing your faith in nothing And now your mind is rotting Ohhh back again.
Let them come in numbers to purify your mind and leave your soul behind. Life’s imagination, like a vessel lost in time And you can’t see the light Whoa Yeah… |