hell was next to come

I knew
It would have been a different code
so for awhile I was mute
Believing it was crazy to
Believe in what I
Felt
Could
Be
My home
And Hell was next to come

She swept
she crossed her legs to see my blood
reflushing in her glass
Well knowin’ I was crazy to
refuse all that she
Knew
Would
Be
My home
Hell was next to come

That’ why I knew
it would have been a different code
so for awhile I was mute
believing I was crazy to believe then
I felt cold and burned my wings
put my fingers down at strings
My home sweet home, Hell was next to come I knew
It would have been a different code
so for awhile I was mute
Believing it was crazy to
Believe in what I
Felt
Could
Be
My home
And Hell was next to come

She swept
she crossed her legs to see my blood
reflushing in her glass
Well knowin’ I was crazy to
refuse all that she
Knew
Would
Be
My home
Hell was next to come

That’ why I knew
it would have been a different code
so for awhile I was mute
believing I was crazy to believe then
I felt cold and burned my wings
put my fingers down at strings
My home sweet home, Hell was next to come


Original soundtrack:
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