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Hurt - Rapture - Hurt
In the life of the wrong a love lingered on
Love lingered on to frustration
And if our love is so wrong
What should we do alone
Or am I just a picture in a photograph
Why are we stuck in this pantomime
Fearing a god who died
One who would not deny lovers
And I don't care what they say
If what you need is your faith
Then take a look at my face and know
That till your rapture falls to pieces
Find in me the room to breathe
Simple things like suffering
Life had gone this way
Life is gone this way
Still in the life of the wrong
We all moved along
Another life evolved to gestation
And so we made our way
With the mistake we made
But she was just a picture from a photograph
So she walked in the baby's room
Knowing what she should do
Leaves me in absolute horror
She put her hand on its lips
And gave it one last kiss
And sang some tune that went
Until your rapture falls to pieces
Till your rapture falls to pieces
Find in me the room to breathe
Simple things like suffering
And I would and I would
Destroy your god
Because you're born again
Until you're worn again
Until your rapture falls to pieces
Till your rapture falls to pieces
Find in me the room to breathe
Sinful things like suffering
Till your rapture falls to pieces
Till your rapture falls to pieces
This must be
Then burn with me
Anything
Just don't leave
So find in me
Suffering
Till your rapture falls to pieces
Until the rapture comes to meet us