Your love was always yours to give, or start another war
But you're always wounded perfectly for what you're livin' for
Your eyes have wept a thousand tears, you've never needed mine
The crime is never what you steal, but what you leave behind
And maybe I'm too blind to see, the line was always crossed in me
And maybe I'm too far to reach, but what's inside of you's the same as me
When the soul dies, it burns like the page
We pass through the gates
We pass through the gates
We pass through the gates
where
walks
through
thousand
takes
strips
steal
tears
shell
reach
place
perfectly
never
needed
burns
bullet
start
inside
known
wounded
belong
starved
leaves
crime
behind
night
always
barely
blind
everything
everywhere
breathe
maybe
everyone
gives
crossed
ground
yours
gates
another
leave
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