Terror in double, trying to know another
Will I change swiftly or just get too comfortable?
Harsh light, obscura
By the bed and in my own arms
I hold on to my double
Great twin, great terror
I’m sick of fearing everything
Great twin, great terror
I always glamourise the end
If I dream then I won’t dream ‘bout here, in a lonely sense of being
Oh can I make a new land without the chaos in minds?
Harsh light, obscura
By the bed and in my own arms
I hold on to my double
Great twin, great terror
I’m sick of fearing everything
Great twin, great terror
I always glamourise the end
Dark
Who and where is in my heart?
Stuck and dark, stuck and dark
Drilling rigour over lands
Plough the fields or take my man
Oh I know that feeling
A fallen box stuck in the waves
Do you know that feeling
That we will form then fade away?
I will become your blur
Dark, dark, obscura
Visions keep burning down
Dark, dark, dark, dark
I interrupt nightmare empires
It has fools and forest fires
Do you know that feeling
That we will sink into the ground?
Oh I know, that feeling
That I will sink into the ground
Do you know that feeling
That we will sink into the ground?
I will become your blur
Dark, dark, obscura
Visions keep burning down
Dark, dark, dark, dark
Can I feast on your town?
Dark, dark, obscura
Visions keep burning down
Dark, dark, dark, dark
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