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Archive Controlling Crowds

me hold me in your arms, a??cos Ia??m scared of their controlling crowds keep me calm, a??cos Ia??m scared of their controlling crowds here they come

of sight Find me hold me... In your arms, ?Cause I?m scared of their controlling crowds Keep me calm ?Cause I?m scared of their controlling crowds Here

I can see for miles in your eyes They disappear into sea of faces I can see for miles with your eyes Their faces are faceless Clones of yourself I

Too late They hate Too late They hate You?ve jaded They?ve faded From your heart They?ve ripped Our worlds collide Inside our souls collapsing In their

You could end everything right here, Finish it off and disappear, Isn't it great to have the choice, Quiet it down and stop the noise, We know those

Please don?t come any closer to me, I feel old like a withered tree, these days are passing eternally, you won?t ask me to slow it down, blurred emotions

Juxtapose feeling Just suppose I reel in revolving doors closing Imposters posing Tun spinning it round about Pulling your inside out Know what they

Close those eyes down We all fall down Into the space Gone with no trace Feel your heart slow Where will we go Into the sunlight Or the dead of night

of sight Find me hold me... In your arms, ‘Cause I’m scared of their controlling crowds Keep me calm ‘Cause I’m scared of their controlling crowds Here