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von A Void

Tell me what you′re thinking
You beautiful
Invite me to join your tormented soul
Can I take part too?
Don't leave me out
You′re printed all over me
Like newspapers


Hasty decisions
That's the law of sod
Yet I will still praise you
For you're a god
But once you′re liberated
From this weight you hold
Under-oxygenated
You′ll drown
(Drown)

Our lives would be so easy
If we had a say
I wish I could be lazy
Sleep it all away
Is it too hard to tell me
What's on your heart
One day you seduce me
Then you tear me apart