The fiction we live - From autumn to ashes
You might be just what I need
no I would not change a thing
been dreaming of this so long
but er only exist in this song
the thing is, I'm not worth the sorrow
and if you come and meet me tomorrow
I will you hold you down, fold you in
deep, deep, deep in the fiction we live
I break in two over you
I break in two
and if a piece of you dies
autumn, I will bring you back to life
of course I see you
I do.
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