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This is gospel for the fallen ones
          	Locked away in permanent slumber
          	Assembling their philosophies
          	From pieces of broken memories
          	Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart!
          	Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart!
          	The gnashing teeth and criminal tongues conspire against the odds
          	But they haven’t seen the best of us yet
          	
          	If you love me let me go!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
          	If you love me let me go!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
          	
          	‘Cause these words are knives that often leave scars
          	The fear of falling apart
          	And truth be told, I never was yours
          	The fear, the fear of falling apart