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Stand under the stained glass and I will know it's you,
The whites of your eyes burn from across the room,
And I'm not here to be the saviour you long for,
Only the one you don't,
And are you watching me, with eyes of a predator?
As you move towards the door.
Show me those pretty white jaws, Show me where the delicate stops,
show me what you've lost,
And why you're always taking it slow,
Show me what wounds you've got, and show me love.
Oh and I, I believe, We are locked, caged and always provoked,
By prey left unattended And I'm not here to be the saviour you long
for, Only the one you don't,
And are you watching me, with eyes of a predator?
As you move towards the door
Show me those pretty white jaws, Show me where the delicate stops,
show me what you've lost,
And why you're always taking it slow,
Show me what wounds you've got, and show me love