Walking blind inside the dark of your soul
(Inside the dark of your soul)
Calling out and reaching out for your call
(For your call)
All your eyes, they're blinding me, blinding me
Paralyzed, you're killing me, killing me
Dead and gone, it tears my skin, You are
The death of me, licensed to kill
Crawling inside your skin
You're the death of me, I see the thrill
In your eyes
They spread lies, feeding my own dreams (my own dreams)
Like a stain from crawling down on your knees (on your knees)
All your eyes, they're blinding me, blinding me
Paralyzed, You are
The death of me, licensed to kill
Crawling inside your skin
You're the death of me, I see the thrill
In your eyes
And there is more
Light to break the door
My soul, my soul
The death of me, licensed to kill
Crawling inside your skin
You're the death of me, I see the thrill
In your eyes
The death of me, licensed to kill
Crawling inside your skin
You're the death of me, I see the thrill
In your eyes
You're the death of me
You're the death of me
You're the death of me
You're the death of me
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