 Head and shoulders above all the rest, you climb to the top of the list.
My love, the strain on my shoulders. Reminds me of the night when I first gazed upon a face that makes eyes swell.
With tears that just won't quell
this riotous beat of a heart that can only feed on the darkness
of a hell below us.
Overwrought tearing apart our every thought of hope to save one soul
a hope to make me whole again.
Down from a hundred to one.
Count. Down from a hundred to one.
Lord, pray that you bring us a sun tomorrow.
Out of a wedlock cosmo torn, a place where healing starts, holding a berlin heart.
Are you fading? Don't stop waiting.
Donors of excitement in this berlin heart.
Fight our way to the top of the list
without anything but a fistful of a glory that can only come from a power that gives and takes us all.
Don't come fro me I'll come to you.
Don't come for me. I'm counting.
Down from a hundred to one.
Count. Down from a hundred to one.
Count. Down from a hundred to one.
Count. Down From a hundred to one.
Count. Down from a hundred to one.
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