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Sep 2014
It's so quiet, time is swallowing
The ignition that we're making
Baby, we're on fire
Nothing scares me anymore

It's so chaotic, you are here
but a million miles ahead
Baby, if only I can hear
all the voices in your head

How many secrets can you keep?
I am hoping that you will stay
Sometimes I want you to sleep
So you will not fade away
Ecila
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