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Rose-tinted view |
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And satellites that compromise the truth |
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But I wanted more, with the cuts and the bruises |
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Touch my face, a hopeless embrace |
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Faith |
[01:57.529] |
Drives me away |
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But it turns me on |
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Like a strangers love |
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It rockets through the universe |
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It fuels the lies, it feeds the curse |
[02:22.448] |
Believes we could be |
[02:27.151] |
Glorious |
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I need to believe |
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But I still want more, with the cuts and the bruises |
[02:59.610] |
Don't close the door, on what you adore |
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Faith |
[03:13.630] |
Drives me away |
[03:18.303] |
But it turns me on |
[03:22.736] |
Like a strangers love |
[03:28.822] |
It rockets through the universe |
[03:33.609] |
It fuels the lies, it feeds the curse |
[03:38.470] |
Believes we could be |
[03:43.374] |
Glorious |