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I forgot myself again |
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So glorious to escape |
| [01:08.458] |
So wonderful to recoil |
| [01:11.558] |
A sense of numbness |
| [01:12.637] |
A sense of joy |
| [01:14.717] |
Scrape away a second skin |
| [01:17.937] |
To reveal what lies therein |
| [01:20.787] |
You said you want it all |
| [01:23.997] |
The more we give the more I fall |
| [01:39.721] |
Should we wait for a judgement day |
| [01:42.380] |
Or try to forge another way |
| [01:45.498] |
I wrote you on my epitaph |
| [01:48.668] |
My sin was love inamorata |
| [01:51.447] |
Sometimes we need these things |
| [01:54.487] |
To bring us back to life again |
| [01:57.797] |
You'll find your perfect place |
| [02:00.836] |
But can I lose myself again |
| [02:44.332] |
A second skin |
| [02:50.331] |
Your perfect face |
| [02:57.730] |
I lost myself |
| [03:04.359] |
Forgot myself |
| [03:11.659] |
A second skin |
| [03:18.07] |
Your perfect face |
