Silence - Wish Me Well, Wish Me Hell | Текст песни

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Isn't it strange, Love?
Isn't it charmingly deranged?
I am human, I should crave
for things I don't deserve
but I'm afraid of your love

I just need a touch of pain
Just a shot of self-disdain
to withstand your love

Wish me well, love
Wish me what's best for me - wish me hell
For as long as I'm a failure
I can handle success
I can stand feeling blessed

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