I know you from somewhere
Our souls fit together somehow
and you are my saviour
I am pressing through the glass
Purpose escaping my lips
Next to the epileptic patterns
I am creating to make you whole
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I know you from somewhere
Our souls fit together somehow
and you are my saviour
I am pressing through the glass
Purpose escaping my lips
Next to the epileptic patterns
I am creating to make you whole