Chorus
These are my final words
Im dying to tell you,
dying to tell you
you had me at silence
These are my final words cos
I'm dying to tell you
you had me at silence
We beat the odds to make it even
pay the cost for what we believe in
Hold my breath, let go of my thoughts,
pick up the pace, drop my jaw.
Patience is tested when shown low fidelity.
a cut above the rest with a scar below from jealousy.
Bringing light into the night so I
attach your shadow to mine
Chorus
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Follow, they're right in, we change to be left out,
but the way has turned from what you've done now.
Upset the routine, share what you see,
realise where lie the true things.
Our colours match, their voices clash
but you choose the type that aren't seen as outcast.
A spill of words caused a falling apart
and a slip of my tongue on the ice of you heart