Liberation

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Lyrics

In this hazy place of cold
 I reach my hands for desire
 something makes my senses glow
 a treasure I admire
 you're my beatiful
 twisted lie
 the mental drug in me
 that makes me fly
 All the things I've done are caused by you
 a make-believe that thakes me higher
 I'm dependent on the words you breathe
 they have set my mind on fire
 In this state of liberations
 where it always seems to shine
 something blinds my field of view
 my imaginary design
 but without your love
 I left outdoors
 I am face with guilt
 and remorse
 All the things I've done are caused by you
 a make-believe that thakes me higher
 I'm dependent on the words you breathe
 they have set my mind on fire

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Duration
05:23
Key
11
Tempo
120 BPM

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