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Στοίχοι: Pulse Ultra. Put It Off.

I put it off
Until it creeped on me
But I was sure, so sure
That I could bury it to see

It destroyed me
It took my mind and made it hers
The paranoia won't let me function
In this world

I fear my mind is playing around
Trying to find some self-control
I feel the fear is gaining ground
I need a vice to channel you out

It took some time
To know the voice inside
She is a liar
She doesn't give you compliments

I destroyed her
My mind is right now in my hands
Don't listen to her
I know a noise that deafens her out

I fear my mind is playing around
Trying to find some self-control
I feel the fear is gaining ground
I need a vice to channel you

Channel you out
So, I can see
The world without these rings
These rings

'Coz I want to see you
Without these rings underneath my eyes
'Coz I want to see you
Without these rings underneath my eyes

I fear my mind is playing around
Trying to find some self-control
I feel the fear is gaining ground
I need a vice to channel you, you out