I can feel it grow Starting like a little storm Itching in my toes But it's will to take over Ain't quite that small I can feel it grow I can hear it moan I can hear it's bitter cries In my veins it crawls Underneath my tongue it hides I'm in control An error in my genesis The reason why I started this Where did we go wrong? Don't you know In the end you're no stronger of hand You are no stronger of heart Don't you know In the end, we'll be tragically torn apart If we can't control the storm Does it get to you? Fury in your fingertips It doesn't get me too Turning hands to angry fists In rageful bliss Oh does it get to you? Crying all your lullabies Do you lick your wounds Wondering how we could try to stop this useless fight An error in my genesis The reason why I started this Where did we go wrong? Don't you know In the end you're no stronger of hand You are no stronger of heart Don't you know In the end, we'll be tragically torn apart If we can't control the storm
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