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Wait till your dying day,

Track him down, hunt him down, pray

he doesn`t move, desn`t look again,

Or something`s gonna come, somethings gonna come your way.



(repeat that again)



Somethings gonna come your way now,

You`ve hid him so well just go now,

you caught him so well that blow, how?

and how he fell, you`re so capable.



But now you don`t talk the same way,

You`re mind is the only one who`ll play.

Stick thin body, skin like clay.

Who you gonna tell?

Or are you gonna waste away?



Awake to a brand new day,

The night mares rode you away,

and now you know there`s only one way to stop it all.



So you`re on your way now,

The water`s so warm just pray now,

He takes you right into his arms now,

And how he felt, you were capable.

Capable.



Your cut hands into my hands, into the fire.

Your cut hands into my hands, into the fire.