From inside his mouth I lick the blood.
While he's roaring and biting I wash off the mud
'cause the tempest is out to wrestle the wild.
Stop charging my darling, move closer be quiet.
'Cause where you see a wall, I see a door.
Set up with no map and turn off your torch.
Where you see a wall, I see a door.
You'll get through, you'll be home.
You'll be home.
From inside his mouth I lick the scars.
in the woodland the leaves marking a path
and if you just rest your head, stop repeating the charge,
you'll know that this time and turn on the locks.
'Cause where you see a wall, I see a door.
Just set up with no map and turn off your torch
'cause where you see a wall, I see a door.
You'll get through, you'll be home.
You'll be home.
Just sit still. Does it hurt?
Does it hurt?
Just sit still. Does it hurt?
Does it hurt?
Just sit still. Does it hurt?
Does it hurt?
Just sit still. Does it hurt?
Does it hurt?
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