I would have sailed away, if I'd known that nothing
would change,
Starting out my window sill, in my wasted prison cell.
And I know what you want,
And I know what you feel,
As I cradle your loving,
And watch you disappear.
Chourse.:
And I feel your heart beat,
pounding in my head
I´d like to control you,
´cause I can´t control myself, myself.
Rain come my way, mold my head like a ball of clay,
Softly wither into my grave, never to see the sun again.
All alone in a crowd by myself, so sorry wish I could
Find a way,
Back into your hole again but, I've become your enemy.
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