Fire, in the bottom of my stomach, being taken?
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Over, it will hold ya, in the grip of his cold hands
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Racing in my fever, it will heal ya till it’s all done?
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Reaching out to the call, coming to relieve it all, just feel it
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Coming up every moment isn’t enough
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?Coz then you got me like a drug
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?Rises and elevates me up?
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Rises and elevates me up?
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Oh
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Burning in the back of my throat? with this grey smoke?
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Don’t look down, no ground to stand,? you gotta let it go before you land
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Coming up every moment isn’t enough?
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Coz then you got me like a drug
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?Rises and elevates me up?
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Rises and elevates me up?
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Oh
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Lost in my senses and I’m losing sight?
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I’m lost in my senses and I don’t realise
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Lost in my senses and I’m losing sight?
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I’m lost in my senses and I don’t realise
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Lost in my senses and I’m losing sight?
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I’m lost in my senses and I don’t realise
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Coming up every moment isn’t enough?
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Coz then you got me like a drug
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?Rises and elevates me up?
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Rises and elevates me up?
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Rises and elevates me up
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Grey Smoke
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| Blood Red Shoes |
