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Lletres: HIM. Play Dead.

A moth into a butterfly
And a lie into the sweetest truth
I'm so afraid of life

I try
To call your name but I'm
Silenced by the fear of dying in your heart once again

I see the seasons changing
And in the heart of this autumn I fall
With the leaves from the trees

I play dead
To hide my heart
Until the world gone dark fades away

I cry
Like god cries the rain
And I'm just one step away
From the end of today

I see the reasons changing
And in the warmth of the past I crawl
Scorched by the shame

I play dead
To hide my heart
Until the world gone dark fades away
And I stay dead
Until you veil my scars and say goodbye to fate
Before it's too late
Before it's too late

I play dead
To hide my heart
Until the world gone dark fades away
I stay dead
Until you veil my scars and say goodbye to fate
I play dead
To hide my heart
Until the world gone dark fades away
Before it's too late