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I set the mood that tingles in you You've got the womb I love to intrude Welded skies are blushing bright, apple of my eye Inviting a virus you amuse, so make your move Running faster You're on your own Clue by clue, odds are aiming at you Can you take the tune when your fate is in bloom Slight of hand has made a mess, letters lay to rest Screaming sirens sing the blues, we play to lose Running faster You're on your own Facing the dragon They are saving grace, christ to sell But when there's hell to pay, who gets the bell? Now you're in limbo, searching for a loophole But you gave up the ghost long ago Running faster You're on your own Facing the dragon Shadows in sheeps clothes, lead us to the gallows But you gave up the ghost long ago (I'd rather sink than swim) You gave up the ghost long ago (I'd rather sink than swim) But you gave up the ghost long ago