Bear Romantic (The)
The End
He's in your nightmaresHe holds the future in his handsHe kills for pleasureHe has the feverHe sets fire to your bonesHe has wings, but you don't knowHalle, luHalle, luHalle, luHallelujahHe's in your movementsHe knows your patterns in his headHis taste is absintheJudging those who are friendsTo the endHalle, luHalle, luHalle, luHallelujahWe kept our eyes on the sunTo burn, to give birth to the thingsBoth big and smallAnd I've mysteriously forgotten
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