Dual Terror کے بول

Terror in double Trying to know another Will I change swiftly Or just get too comfortable? Harsh light, obscura By the bed and in my own arms I hold on to my double I hold on to my double I hold on to my double I hold on to my double I hold on to my double Great twin, great terror I'm sick of fearing everything Great twin, great terror I always glamourise the end If I dream then I won’t dream ‘Bout here, in a lonely sense of being Oh, can I make a new land Without the chaos in minds? Harsh light, obscura By the bed and in my own arms I hold on to my double I hold on to my double I hold on to my double I hold on to my double I hold on to my double Great twin, great terror I'm sick of fearing everything Great twin, great terror I always glamorise the end Great twin, great terror I'm sick of fearing everything Great twin, great terror I always glamorise the end Great twin, great terror I'm sick of fearing everything Great twin, great terror I always glamorise the end