I write these sins on my arms,
I write these sins on my heart,
So tragic, are these melodies,
I cannot wait for you,
To come back into my arms,
Your falling back into my heart,
I come so close to my death,
As you give me your last breath,
I'll cherish it forever,
With every dream I endeavor,
I'm staring
Into the night
I see the black
And see the white
I'm calling
For you tonight
To tell me
Which way is right
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