Help, my son
break these words like bread
onto the field
and when January all so warm
With this, confusion builds

And I host their day
And I brought those nights
But then suddenly
it all came down to the fight

Turn your head you were held by nothing
and across your face we could all read everything

Give a kiss to enemy
and free them from your fate
How can this be they dance

And I host their day
And I brought them sight
But then suddenly
it all came down to the fight

Turn your head you were held by nothing
and across your face we could all read everything
You could be, you could be anything

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Turn your head you were held by nothing
and across your face we could all read everything
You could be, you could be anything