The air is thick, I’m feeling sick. Do you want to drive?
The water breaks, I continue to shake, is he still alive?
The rain is here, you’ve nothing to fear, you have me to hold.
Its the life you choose you’ve nothing to lose, but your self control.
The horrid sight, I’ve seen tonight I think I’m gonna bend.
The bloody sheath tightly clenched teeth, this wound will never mend.
The rain is here, you’ve nothing to fear, you have me to hold.
Its the life you choose you’ve nothing to lose, but your self control.
I guess its all part of the game. But is it worth the price of fame?
Cause no two are really the same, but to be caught would be a shame.
They’re closing in on this horrible sin where are we gonna hide.
And with the sun comes everyone the rules no longer apply.
The rain is here you’ve nothing to fear, you have me to hold.
It’s the life you choose you’ve nothing to lose but your self control.
The rain is here you’ve nothing to fear, you have me to hold.
It’s the life you chose and thats the way it goes with your self control.
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