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In The Night
Balanced, on the edge of a knife,
In love with the night,
So I’ll ignore the cracks in the ice,
And I'll raise my glass,
Sing a song to the end of all things, baby
Cos daylight won’t wait for me,
Oh what has become of me?
Turn the lights out cos
I don’t want to see what I've become
I’m condemned to walk the night,
And I don’t care, no I don't care
Cos in the morning light,
The mirror lies, cos I’m not there
No I'm not there
Now I’m, become destroyer of worlds,
At the very least my own,
So I’ll sit on the tracks and I’ll wait,
And I’ll raise my glass,
Sing a song to the end of all things baby,
But I’m drinking alone
Oh what has become of me?
Turn the lights out cos
I don’t want to see what I've become
I’m condemned to walk the night,
And I don’t care, no I don't care
Cos in the morning light,
The mirror lies, cos I’m not there
No I'm not there
You, you are the sun,
And if you, you know, you are the sun,
You can keep me in the
What have I become?
Horns where there were none before
What have I become?
Horns where there were none before
So just leave me in the dark
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So just leave me in the dark
Horns where there were none before
What have I become?
Horns where there were none before
What have I become?
You can keep me in the
And if you, you know, you are the sun,
You, you are the sun,
No I'm not there
The mirror lies, cos I’m not there
Cos in the morning light,
And I don’t care, no I don't care
I’m condemned to walk the night,
I don’t want to see what I've become
Turn the lights out cos
Oh what has become of me?
But I’m drinking alone
Sing a song to the end of all things baby,
And I’ll raise my glass,
So I’ll sit on the tracks and I’ll wait,
At the very least my own,
Now I’m, become destroyer of worlds,
No I'm not there
The mirror lies, cos I’m not there
Cos in the morning light,
And I don’t care, no I don't care
I’m condemned to walk the night,
I don’t want to see what I've become
Turn the lights out cos
Oh what has become of me?
Cos daylight won’t wait for me,
Sing a song to the end of all things, baby
And I'll raise my glass,
So I’ll ignore the cracks in the ice,
In love with the night,
Balanced, on the edge of a knife,
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