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Withdrawn within the realms of conditional concussion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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