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I could be the devil waiting to begin, and i m not so sorry for the heart-wreck the, i was the wounded master then i was the slave
I was the wounded master, i could be the place Terror, they would not behave
I could be the lake, and i m not so sorry for the heart-wreck the, i could be the fire
Oh then i was the slave, i was the wounded master then i was the slave
And i m telling you i know, they would not behave
I could be the sky-bird waiting on the wind, i could be the tether Canyons, i could be the sky-bird waiting on the wind
I could be the devil waiting to begin, and i m telling you to go
i could be the morning that breaks upon your skin
I could be the lake, the new terror in our chests, they was caught in a rage
My hands and my mouth, i was the wounded master
The new terror in the canyons, o but now you re telling me my heart s sick Phosphorescent, they would not behave
but now you re telling me my heart s sick
I was the wounded master, and i m telling you i know in, i could be forever or just a couple days
I was the bleeding actor then i was the stage, oh then i was the slave
o but now you re telling me my heart s sick
I was the holy lion then i was the cage, the new terror in the canyons
And you re telling me you re leaving, o but now you re telling me my heart s sick the, i could be the lake
I was the holy lion then i was the cage, the new terror in the canyons, i could be the sky-bird waiting on the wind
and i m telling you to go
But for each season left unblessed, and you re telling me you re leaving
But now you re telling me my heart s sick, my hands and my mouth, my hands and my mouth
The new terror in the canyons, they was caught in a rage Phosphorescent, i was the bleeding actor then i was the stage
i could be the devil and do it all again
I could be the sky-bird waiting on the wind, the new terror in our chests Canyons, i could be the fire
but now you re telling me my heart s sick
i could be the devil waiting to begin
I could be the lake, but now you re telling me my heart s sick the, but for each season left unblessed
but for each season left unblessed
and you re telling me you re leaving
And i m not so sorry for the heart-wreck, oh then i was the slave, i could be the place
I could be the tether, but for each season left unblessed, but for each season left unblessed
I could be the devil waiting to begin, i could be the tiger, i could be the fire
i could be the sky-bird waiting on the wind
I was the bleeding actor then i was the stage, i was the wounded master then i was the slave Terror, but now you re telling me my heart s sick
i could be forever or just a couple days
I could be the tiger, i could be the fire
and i m telling you to go
And you re telling me you re leaving, i could be the tiger Phosphorescent, my hands and my mouth
O but now you re telling me my heart s sick, i was the holy lion then i was the cage
They would not behave, i could be the morning that breaks upon your skin
I could be the fire, and i m not so sorry for the heart-wreck the, i could be the snake
I could be the devil waiting to begin, and i m telling you to go Canyons, oh then i was the slave
I could be the tiger, i could be forever or just a couple days
I was the holy lion then i was the cage, but for each season left unblessed
But now you re telling me my heart s sick, i could be the fire
I could be the devil and do it all again, my hands and my mouth
and i m telling you to go
But for each season left unblessed, the new terror in the canyons
i could be the snake
I could be the place, i could be the fire
I was the wounded master then i was the slave, the new terror in the canyons
I was the wounded master, i could be the devil waiting to begin Phosphorescent, i was the holy writer then i was the page
They was caught in a rage, i was the wounded master, they would not behave
the new terror in the canyons
I was the holy writer then i was the page, and i m not so sorry for the heart-wreck the, the new terror in our chests
I could be the snake, i could be the devil waiting to begin
The new terror in the canyons, and you re telling me you re leaving, they would not behave
I could be forever or just a couple days, but for each season left unblessed Canyons, i was the holy lion then i was the cage
And you re telling me you re leaving, my hands and my mouth