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Sweet Surrender

It doesn't mean much It doesn't mean anything at all The life I've left behind me Is a cold room I've crossed the last line From where I can't return Where every step I took in faith Betrayed me And led me from my home

You take me in No questions asked You strip away the ugliness That surrounds me Are you an angel Am I already that gone I only hope That I won't disappoint you When I'm down here On my knees

And I don't understand By the touch of your hand I would be the one to fall I miss the little things Oh I miss everything About you

Sweet surrender Is all that I have to give

Tate Wears

Trip Wears

Sim Location: de*cid*u*ous


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