Intro -
Life is my weakness,
Love is my soul,
If nothing means no one,
Can play all alone.
If fear comes easy,
I can lay down,
Milk from a flower,
Blood from a stone.
So here we are, upon your stage,
The lies we shared, The dreams we saved.
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We re bleeding the orchid,
We re bleeding the orchid,
We re bleeding the orchid.
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Blessed my weakness,
Blessed my rose,
As hate forms a sequence,
Of one by one.
As freedom s not easy,
There s so much to want,
There s clouds in my shower,
Ghosts in my home.
Do you miss where you were?
They shall seal your shout.
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Bleeding the orchid.
Bleeding the orchid.
Bleeding the orchid.