LYRIC

[Verse 1] I'll hold, so near and cold
You've exhumed my love
And I'm sold, and our story will grow old
But you'll make dust from gold

[Verse 2] And I'll know that your heart was once like mine
Watch the flaws unwind
And I'll throw my love to the ground
And I'll tear you out

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