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I miss your skin

Where I slip away

I miss your eyes

Becoming so bad

I miss your body

When you hide in me

Almost like you’re

Afraid of the dark

I miss those mornings

I found you lukewarm

And make me ill

Can’t skim you

I lick my scars

Been far away from home

That’s why I’m disabled

To listen to you

Bring back to life

All the rest of your killings

A black and white earth

It’s just a mad sphere

Clean this sun

That now is obscured

No cloud on my face

I’m born again

Bring me back home

There is no more chance for me

Don’t leave me in this cold dark

You know I’m more afraid than you

Don’t ask me why

It happened so late

I just know I need you

In your every drop

It’s like a pain

So little before

Explode in my soul

And stain me with blood

It’s not the end

But the start of the world

The only one place

We’re ever welcome

BRING ME BACK HOME

BRING ME MY FEARS