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von Fever Cult

Almost to heaven
Almost to heaven

I′m out of touch right now
But I can see it all
My eyes don't deceive me
When I′m living in glory

To die by your side
Flesh and blood
You and I
We'll take our time

Hold on
We're almost to heaven
Hold on
We′re almost to heaven
Running off of fumes
Nothing left to lose
Hold on
We′re almost to heaven


There's a fire in my veins
But I can′t feel it all
My blood doesn't leave me
In a panic of worry

To die by your side
Flesh and blood
You and I
We′ll take our time

Hold on
We're almost to heaven
Hold on
We′re almost to heaven
Running off of fumes
Nothing left to lose
Hold on
We're almost to heaven


Hold on
We're almost to heaven
Hold on
We′re almost to heaven
Running off of fumes
Nothing left to lose
Hold on
We′re almost to heaven