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You are the mould and I realise all our ties
We are the ghosts and we will fly over earth
Amazing
grace,
You slip all your fingers in my chest
As you make yourself a raise
My saviour I choose
Would
you believe when planets collide in our skies
Your universe will come to an end over this
Amazing
grace,
You slip all your fingers in my chest
As you make yourself a raise
My saviour I choose
Turn
it all around and come back to back with me
And now I've said it, it's time to make your alliance with
your raise
My
saviour
Saviour
Save
yourself,
Save yourself,
Save yourself
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