Tell all my friends

That we're lost in a desert

We found ourselves  

Still don't know where we are

 

We found that stars

Are pretty far

Slaver

And we should have known

That you are no    

Savior

 

Time after time          

We've been loosing direction

Day after day

We've been plaguing our souls          

 

They know you're fake!

They know your name

Slaver

We should have known

That you are no

Savior

 

Greeting sunlight  

We feel magical warming

Spit on your hands      

For this wheel never stops...

 

You wanna be defended 

To forget 'bout what you got through 

You wanna be defended 

To forget 'bout what you got through

 
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