| In the life of the wrong a love lingered on, | |
| Love lingered on to frustration. | |
| And if our love is so wrong, what should we do alone? | |
| Or am I just a picture in a photograph? | |
| Why are we stuck in this pantomime fearing a god who died? | |
| One who would not deny lovers? | |
| And I don't care what they say, if what you need is your faith, | |
| Then take a look at my face and know | |
| That till your rapture falls to pieces | |
| Until your rapture falls to pieces | |
| Find in me the room to breathe, | |
| Simple things like suffering | |
| Life had gone this way | |
| Life is gone this way | |
| Still in the life of the wrong we all moved along | |
| Another life evolved to gestation | |
| And so she made her way with the mistake we made | |
| But she was still a picture from a photograph | |
| So she walked in the baby's room | |
| Knowing what she should do leaves me in | |
| Absolute horror | |
| She put her hands on its lips and gave it | |
| One last kiss | |
| And sang some tune that went | |
| Until your rapture falls to pieces | |
| Till your rapture falls to pieces | |
| Find in me, the room to breathe, | |
| Simple things like suffering | |
| And I would and I would destroy your god | |
| Yes I would if I could destroy your god | |
| Because you're born again | |
| Until you're worn again, | |
| Until your rapture falls to pieces | |
| Till your rapture falls to pieces | |
| Find in me the room to breathe, | |
| Sinful things are suffering | |
| Till your rapture falls to pieces | |
| Till your rapture falls to pieces | |
| But, this must be, then burn with me | |
| Anything | |
| Just don't leave | |
| So find in me room to breathe | |
| Sinful things like suffering | |
| Till your rapture falls to pieces | |
| She swore she heard the voice of Jesus | |
| Telling her it was wrong to keep it | |
| And one more thing, it looked like me | |
| Back when it breathed | |
| Rest in peace | |
| Until the rapture comes to meet us |
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