Texty: Rufio. The Comfort Of Home. Drowning.

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How do they know what is love what is real?
Do they feel anything when they step to the edge?
And look down to the rocks that they'll met
if they fall from their ground
See how they walk unaware of the steps
That they take in a dance on a line as the dead lose control
You will find what it means to have fallen in love

I will never hold you underneath for me
Maybe only just enough so you can breathe
Just another wrinkle in your life
Drowning over my life

I am afraid love is blind in a way
I do not wanna drag you along to a grave meant for me
Underneath every tree at the bottom of the lake

I will never hold you underneath for me
Maybe only just enough so you can breathe
Just another wrinkle in your life
Drowning over my life

Your gasping for a face to leer
With my hand I hold you down
Your crying out won't save you now
Everything will end with me

I won't hold you underneath for me
Maybe just enough so you can breathe
Take a breath to save your life
Drowning over my life

I will never hold you underneath for me
Maybe only just enough so you can breathe
Just another wrinkle in your life
Drowning over my life