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We've only just begun to live
There is a tower,
i hiding place no man can devour
she doesn't exist here
and when i go home things become clear.
I dont cry, cause things begin to make sense
going back to the world i turn around to make sure you'll be there when i get back
my tower walks with me
my tower's so bright
and if i needed to see
my tower would burn down the night
the son rose
the sun rises
i can't hurt anymore
i know its what you want too
but when i fall from the top
the bottom is rocks
i wake up in sweats,
fall back asleep,
I'm falling again
why do i run, why do i beg
to run from my tower
and back to the dregs
He's healing every wound
i keep cutting
He keeps sewing
i keep bleeding
He keeps moaning
Why is my heart an empty sack?
Who would ever love me?
my insides are black
my sky becomes stars
my planet is cracked
my tower is waiting
for me to come back
i hiding place no man can devour
she doesn't exist here
and when i go home things become clear.
I dont cry, cause things begin to make sense
going back to the world i turn around to make sure you'll be there when i get back
my tower walks with me
my tower's so bright
and if i needed to see
my tower would burn down the night
the son rose
the sun rises
i can't hurt anymore
i know its what you want too
but when i fall from the top
the bottom is rocks
i wake up in sweats,
fall back asleep,
I'm falling again
why do i run, why do i beg
to run from my tower
and back to the dregs
He's healing every wound
i keep cutting
He keeps sewing
i keep bleeding
He keeps moaning
Why is my heart an empty sack?
Who would ever love me?
my insides are black
my sky becomes stars
my planet is cracked
my tower is waiting
for me to come back
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