The shape of you breaking down
The shape of me touching ground
The shape of our effort to control
This is what you offer back
This is what you always lack
This is why you always need some more
Our lie
Bleed, inside this dream I'm falling
I let my senses, rule over
And watch her guide me through
Protest to your denial
Is what is left of you
Led down to what you stand for
Is what is left
Don't say I got it all wrong
Is what is left of you
Search these wishes all alone
There's nothing left of you
Bleed, inside this dream I'm falling
I let my senses, rule over
And watch her guide me through
These lights cut me through
Now what is left of me?
This feace feels so abused
Now what is left of me?
I know I got it all wrong
Now what is left of me?
These ashes now my only home
That's is left of me
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