[Intro] (x2)
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[Verse]
A strange kind of love
A strange kind of feeling
Swims through your eyes
And like the doors
To a wide vast dominion
They open to your prize
This is no terror ground
Or place for the rage
No broken hearts
White wash lies
Just a taste for the truth
Perfect taste choice and meaning
A look into your eyes
[Bridge]
â ( 5th) â ( 7th)
â ( 4th) â ( 7th) â ( 5th)
[Verse]
Blind to the gemstone alone
()
A smile from a frown circles round
Should he stay or should he go
Let him shout a rage so strong
A rage that knows no right or wrong
And take a little piece of you
There is no middle ground
Or that s how it seems
For us to walk or to take
Instead we tumble down
Either side left or right
To love or to hate
[Outro]
â ( 5th) â ( 7th)
â ( 4th) â ( 7th) â ( 5th)
â â â (x4)
â â â (x2)
