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Enamoured and blindly following the vibrations of this place
Drawn in day after day as the years crumble away
An unforgiving mass of misshapen hope
The deepest search of identity
We lose ourselves in crowds
Tearing through our insecurities
Salvation for the strays
This timeless escape indulged itself in each and every one of us
We all lost control, with a means to escape
The pressures of a lost society
I'm still coming to terms with the state of things today
Salvation for the strays
My hands are shaking
My voice is breaking
I can't stop thinking
I can’t stop now
I won’t stop
When everything turns cold
When everything turns cold
When everything turns cold
When everything turns cold
These words will burn
These words are carved in stone
This fire still burns
This fire still burns
