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A Bipolar Soul
Come back from the cold
come and let me hold
your heart and keep it warm
you got lost in the echo, forgot you had a voice
you started to doubt
you don't even shout, to make yourself here it
lost in the echo and I can't bear it
I want you to come here, come to the light
come to truth, come and see me and I will help you
to feel again, to think again, as you once used to
you feel different, as if you are in someone else's soul
someone's beating heart and looking at yourself outside the glass window
you have to be warm to blend in, let go of the cold you were left in
two fires are better than one, they will grow together
be one of it and you will be mine forever.
come and let me hold
your heart and keep it warm
you got lost in the echo, forgot you had a voice
you started to doubt
you don't even shout, to make yourself here it
lost in the echo and I can't bear it
I want you to come here, come to the light
come to truth, come and see me and I will help you
to feel again, to think again, as you once used to
you feel different, as if you are in someone else's soul
someone's beating heart and looking at yourself outside the glass window
you have to be warm to blend in, let go of the cold you were left in
two fires are better than one, they will grow together
be one of it and you will be mine forever.
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