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Made by Lyric by Night, the world, it’s mine, with nobody else out here It’s time, run wild and royally cavalier To burn, ignite, I’d do it for so much less When all is made clear there is nothing else And here we stand, the sweet arresting duality And I come to, it’s resin all over me Will I awake, will I get a ride with you In this race of two We’re an endless stream of choices We’re the softest murmur of voices Without names we’re fantasising Dancing like flames, mesmerising My dark disquiet playing such eerie harmonies Making waves and diving under Lightning to the sound of thunder My dark disquiet singing such haunting melodies So white, so still, so bright, it’s almost too painful now I’m ready to fight, to run from the light And here now comes the sweet corrupting reality While now I’m free, will I once cease to be Will I awake, will I get a ride with you In this race of two We are momentary masters We’re false kings and bastards Without names we’re fantasising... We are marionettes by strings animated Yet like lovers of strings liberated Without names we’re fantasising... Brothers by blood separated Marionettes animated Lovers of strings liberated
