Your God
Твой Бог
Your heart pounds
a hundred times before you sleep.
Inside you fall
dark currents and pulling drains.
Oh, habits die hard in you
fall back in the arms of your God.
Oh, habits die hard in you
fall back in the arms of your God.
A room full
of strangers with familiar faces,
Hoping
someone will chase your shadow away.
Oh, habits die hard in you
fall back in the arms of your God.
Oh, habits die hard in you
fall back in the arms of your God.
Your God... your God...
Your God... your God...
Your God... your God...
Your God... your God...
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