In you, I feel free Safe and far from Where we used to be A voice climbs from somewhere Alone, buried high as the trees Terror and madness rolled into one Crazed nightmares woke me, it Was the soft whisper of my gun Carving lines in the night’s thought That made reality just an illusion
In you, I feel free
Safe and far from
Where we used to be
A voice climbs from somewhere
Alone, buried high as the trees

Terror and madness rolled into one
Crazed nightmares woke me, it
Was the soft whisper of my gun
Carving lines in the night’s though... dark stories
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In you, I feel free Safe and far from Where we used to be A voice climbs from somewhere Alone, buried high as the trees Terror and madness rolled into one Crazed nightmares woke me, it Was the soft whisper of my gun Carving lines in the night’s thought That made reality just an illusion

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