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Lletres: Bless The Fall. To Hell And Back.

I'm leavin' the same way I came in
Looking forward but I can't see straight
It's just like I know where I'm going
It's just like me to fool myself
i want it bitch
Buried by the words of a higher?
i want it bitch
But I'm alive and I'm still breathin'
We're sane because of her taste
(You didn't say enough i want myself back)
My mind plays it over and over

Slow motion
But we're moving faster, moving faster
So much further
Let's not lose control
(Light a match just to watch it burn)
Struck
(Light a match just to watch you burn)
Where are you goin'? How far?
Where are you goin'?
(Let's give them HELL!)

We're sane because of her taste
((You didn't say enough i want myself back)
My mind plays it over and over

Slow motion
But we're moving faster, moving faster
So much further
Let's not lose control
(I'll bite the bullet)
(Just to save myself) (Oh!)
(Oh no, this ship is quickly sinking)
(We gotta take control, gotta take control)
(Oh no, this ship is quickly sinking)
(We gotta take control, gotta take control)

Slow motion
Now we're moving faster, moving faster
So much further
Now we're moving faster
(I'll bite the bullet)
Bless The Fall