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Savage - text

come, drag me to your storm
breeze that you're fighting hard
keep your hands in sleeves
oh you're cold, you're cold
you push me back where i am lost
alone you grow

savage under skin
cold drops shape your mind
sleepless i can't see your paradise

fortune found upon these dawns
we were animals
searching for life needs
no affair
the guilt is wasteful, joy is childish here
i fell back to where everything has changed

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