- Nightcore

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November 12, 2015

Lyrics

when day are cold and the card all fold
and the saints we seeare all made of gold
when ur dreams all failand the world we hails
are the worstof alland the blodd runs satin
I wanna hide the truth I wanna shelter u
but with the beast inside
there nowhere we can hide no matter what we breed we're still made of greed This is my kingdom come, This is my kingdom come when u feel my heat look into my eyes its where my demon

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