I took a picture
A window of a dream
A whisper of a fear
We dance with wrong chords to wrong songs
See me through
Tore down my walls
Bring out my lion
And rip out my eyes
I will stand tall when the winter gets to us
If you stay with me
Rip it out and leave it all behind
Rip it out, with you it makes the same
Get out

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