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Balanced, on the edge of a knife, in love with the night, so Ill ignore the cracks in the ice, and ill raise my glass, sing a toast to the end of all things baby, cos daylight wont wait for me,
oh what has become of me? Turn the lights out cos I dont want to see
Im condemned to walk the night, and I dont care, cos in the morning light, the mirror lies, cos Im not there
Now Im, become destroyer of worlds, at the very least my own, so Ill sit on the tracks and Ill wait, and Ill raise my glass, sing a toast to the end of all things baby, but Im drinking alone,
oh what has become of me? Turn the lights out cos I dont want to see
Im condemned, to walk the night, and I dont care, cos in the morning light, the mirror lies, cos Im not there
You, you are the sun,
And if you are the sun, you can keep me in the dark
What have I become? Horns where there were none before, so just leave me in the dark