Paradise Lost - I Despair текст песни

Текст песни I Despair - Paradise Lost



In your hands I′m trying flight
I can't die
In your hands I′m trying.
In your hands I'm trying flight
I can't die,
I′m flying in the cold breeze every night
Spare me all the strife
My desires never tire but would it feel much better if I died?
Petty highs get me by but how long must I live with this disguise...
Have you no direction?
I just sense pretentious signs...
In your sighs
Have you no direction?
I just sense the pretentious signs
In your highs...
I hear the same old stories every night
Spare me all the strife
My desires never tire
But would it feel much better if I died?
Petty highs get me by
But how long must I live with this disguise...




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