You are the mold
I realize all our ties
We are the ghosts
And we will fly over Earth
Amazing grace
You slip all your fingers in my chest
As you make yourself a raise
My savior I choose
Would you believe
When planets collide in our skies?
Your universe
Will come to an end over this
Amazing grace
You slip all your fingers in my chest
As you make yourself a raise
My savior I choose
Turn it all round
And come back to back with me
And now I've said it
It's time to make your alliance with your raise
My savior, go
Savior, save yourself
Save yourself, save yourself

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