Days passed by
There is nothing to feel
I can't help it
I can't help myself
I need a knife
To cut you out
When will this end
Each day I pray to the moon
That someday I'll come back to you
Each day I pray to the moon
That this will end
Will I see you again
In the shadows I will wait for you
Will I see you again
Will the saints lead me in
Will I see you again
In the shadows I will wait for you
Will I see you again
Will the saints lead me in
Days passed by
There is nothing to feel
I can't help it
I can't help myself
I need a knife
To cut you out
When will this end
There is nothing to feel
I can't help it
I can't help myself
I need a knife
To cut you out
When will this end
Each day I pray to the moon
That someday I'll come back to you
Each day I pray to the moon
That this will end
Will I see you again
In the shadows I will wait for you
Will I see you again
Will the saints lead me in
Will I see you again
In the shadows I will wait for you
Will I see you again
Will the saints lead me in
Days passed by
There is nothing to feel
I can't help it
I can't help myself
I need a knife
To cut you out
When will this end
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