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Verse 1
Lost burning beds, nights we shared
Forced favors, my creations
Life's candy...
Thoughts turned to stains, Reeled into your side
More than ever, Lost the Pleasures
You will leave lost
Pre-Chorus
Stick, Stick, Stick inside again!
Chorus
See your eyes open wide...
Seen your head closed
Verse 2
Times and times again, reached for your loose hand
Flights to others. Low pretensions
Truths to me
Look inside your head, release you cruel dead hand
Core the center, chalked forever.
You will leave lost
Pre-Chorus
See your eyes open wide...
Seen your head closed
Your lips empty now, what is real
Felt your shade so cold.
Bridge
Cut off the heart flow...
left me dead.