o p e n y o u r e y e s

Get up get out get away from these liars
Cause they don't get your soul or your fire
Take my hand knot your fingers trough mine
And we'll walk from this dark room for the last time
Every minute from this minute now
We can do what we like anywhere
I want so much to open your eyes
Cause I need you to look into mine --


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