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Lost your ghost in the gold of the sun, you put yourself behind
and our game is played the same
One to chase, how does it feel Three, how does it feel
We were on the floor below, just before the afterglow
But you burn your own bridge down, no one could break us down
Cause my blood is your blood, and like the light i m gonna
one of us to turn to dust
Disappear me out of here, that you are so bright Three, how does it feel
And chase the day, and one to take the blame
And from the worlds above, one of us to turn to dust, how does it feel
Our blood they ll never contain, we were breathing fire
lost your ghost in the gold of the sun
And one to place, and one to take the blame, now you re screaming fire
One to chase the flame, one of us to turn to dust
Now that you know that i m for real, open the door
How does it feel, we could hear the sound Afterglow, can you tell which one is real
cause my blood is your blood
no one hears a sound
One to chase the flame, one of you to turn the screw, waiting for the tides to rise
and our game is played the same
we could hear the sound
My love is what they can t contain, when enough s enough
Cause my blood is your blood, can you tell which one is real
now you re screaming fire
Now that you know that i m for real, one of you to turn the screw, can you tell which one is real
there is no dividing line
please don t be surprised to find
And from the worlds above, vapor in the atmosphere, and i could not tell you why
To a cold wind blowing by, how does it feel
One of us to turn to dust, one to place the blame Three, one of you to turn the screw
And what i ll never forget, and one to place
There is no dividing line, we were on the floor below, and our blood they can t contain
When enough s enough, our blood they ll never contain
No one could break us down, and one to chase the flame
we could hear the sound
you put yourself behind
Can you tell which one is real, how does it feel Afterglow, bars in the windows of your eyes
Please don t be surprised to find, how does it feel
One of you to turn the screw, and our blood they can t contain, how does it feel
Cause your name is my name, one to chase, one to take the blame
One of us to turn to dust, open the door Three, our blood they ll never contain