Take a look at my body Look at my hands There`s so much here that I don`t understand Your face say these promises Whispered like prayers I don`t need them Because I`ve been treated so wrong I`ve been treated so long As if I`m becoming untouchable Well, content loves the silence It thrives in the dark With fine winding tendrils That strangle the heart They say that promises sweeten the blow But I don`t need them, no I don`t need them I`ve been treated so wrong I`ve been treated so long As if I`m becoming untouchable I`m the slow dying flower In the frost killing hour Sweet turning sour anduntouchable Oh, I need the darkness The sweetness The sadness The weakness Oh, I need this I need a lullaby A kiss good night Angel sweet love of my life Oh, I need this I`m the slow dying flower In the frost killing hour Sweet turning sour anduntouchable Do you remember the way that you touched me before All the trembling sweetness I loved and adored Your face saying promised whispered like prayers I don`t need them Oh, I need the darkness The sweetness The sadness The weakness Oh, I need this I need a lullaby A kiss good night Angel sweet love of my life Oh, I need this Well is it dark enough Can you see me Do you want me Can you reach me Oh, I`m leaving You better shut your mouth And hold your breath And kiss me now And catch your death Oh, I mean this Oh, I mean this
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