This is gospel for the fallen ones
locked away in permanent slumber
Assembling their philosophy
from pieces of broken memories
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
This is the beat of my heart
Gnashing teeth and criminal tongues
conspire against the odds
but they haven't seen the best of us yet
If love me, let me go
If love me, let me go
These words are knives and often leave scars
for fear of falling apart
And truth be told I never was yours
for fear for fear of falling apart
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