and the beauty wreaks my soul (and i'll see the light all night) and the power kills my will and this feeling leaves me cold and this power kills my will where could we run why could we try and the structure wrecks my soul and the power kills my will and this meaning leaves me cold and this power kills my will what would it take to find a place without a name (i won't lie down my hands for this) it wrecks my it shows me it sees me where i need
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