Paroles de Theorizing Solitude
In my hands I hold my heart, a fucking stone.Only your touch can break this cold hard shell.
Longing for your soft touch.
Longing for the comfort only you can bring.
Cast your light down on my empty soul.
Revive me.
Take my hand.
Take my hand and together we will rise above these flames.
Take my hand and together we will rise above these flames.
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