you shiver in the wind, not cold, anxiety...
it's your eyes, all the things i see in your eyes
i see crazy calm, you are sick of running
you're ready to face what you have to face
but you don't want to do it alone.
the wind rises electric and i'm with you.
it's your eyes, all the things i see in your eyes
i see crazy calm, you are sick of running
you're ready to face what you have to face
but you don't want to do it alone.
the wind rises electric and i'm with you.
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