There's a storm in your heart to war in your head
There's lightning and thunder and hail in your soul
And you my dear are walking battlefield
That I will worship constantly,
On my knees in the blood soaked ground,
Full of memories, of fears, of worries...
I'm leaving, broken heart on the floor, and there's blood everywhere
you are covered in everyone hope and I feel in my heart
that your lost and I fear I won't find you like I have before.
You are my kind of disaster you are
what I've been dreaming about
but I know in my heart my darling that
this will never work out
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