Tonight, going to hunt you down
Pulling me through that open door
Inhibitions dissipate
Now the lines disintegrating
Im too close to the wire
All strung out on desire
But Im still there
By your side
On your mind
And in your eyes
The skys might burn out for you
Thats something well make true
Regrets beckon like they did before
Pulling me through that open door
Inhibitions dissipate
Now my minds disintegrating
Tonight somethings got to give
Pulling me through that open door
Each breath you must hold sure
And dont abdicate on the good times
Somethings got to give.....
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