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Am I about to give in, |
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am I about to do this thing? |
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It has the ring of truth that |
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is beautiful, a lovely lie. |
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Deep in my mind |
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I've seen that I break |
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what I must never break, |
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the last seal of the gate. |
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All you need |
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is a drop of me, |
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All you ask |
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is that I will free |
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you, only you |
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from thirst, |
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from flaming thirst. |
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(You're not the, |
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the one I, |
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the one I wanna want.) |
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This secret emptiness is |
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screaming at me, dusk till dawn. |
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And such an incantation |
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releases something long thought gone. |
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Deep in my mind |
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I've seen that I break |
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what I must never break, |
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the last seal of the gate. |
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All you need |
|
is a drop of me. |
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All you ask |
|
is that I will free |
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you, only you, |
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from thirst, |
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from flaming thirst. |
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All you need |
|
is a drop of me. |
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All you ask |
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is that I will free |
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you, only you, |
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from thirst, |
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your flaming thirst. |
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Our flaming thirst. |
