Don’t touch me
I don’t want to be ruined by you
Let the perpetration of my own understanding be my own wine
I won’t allow your creed to overtake mine
Love may come and fail us again
But whole at last I must remain
Fault lines know no cover
Remain in the arms of another
Fault lines know no cover, remain in he arms of another!
I have no fear of the faith
No defeat I await
Withdrawn within the realms of conditional concussion
I’ve got no restrain from this compulsion
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