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I was looking for a breath of life,
A little touch of heavenly light,
But all the choirs in my head say “no”.
To get a dream of life again,
A little vision of the start of the end,
But all the choirs in my head say “no”.
And I need one more touch,
Another taste, a heavenly rush…
And I believe, I believe that’s so…
And I need one more touch,
Another taste, a divine rush…
And I believe, I believe it’s so…
Whose side am I on?
Whose side am I?…
Whose side am I on?
Whose side am I?…
And the fever begins to spread
From my heart, down to my legs,
But the room is so quiet, oh!
And although I was losing my mind,
It was a chorus so sublime,
And the room is too quiet, oh!
I was looking for a breath of life,
A little touch of heavenly light,
But all the choirs in my head sing “no”.
To get a dream of life again,
A little vision of the start of the end,
But all the choirs in my head sing “no”.
It’s a long way, and it’s come from paper.
And I always say we should be together!
I can see the look, because this song has ended…
And if you are gone, I will not belong (belong, belong, belong)!
And I started to hear it again,
But this time it wasn’t the end,
But the room is so quiet, oh!
And my heart is a hollow plain
For the devil to dance again,
But the room is too quiet, oh!
I was looking for a breath of life,
A little touch of heavenly light,
But all the choirs in my head sing “no”.
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