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RASMUS >> Merchandise Links
RASMUS
Understand that you're holding a bomb in your hand Take control, hand in hand with yourself from now on Take this advise, aim to the skies Aim to the skies above Show me what you're made of I'm waiting for the answer Tell me what you're afraid of Show me what you're made of I call out in my sleep I can't reach you and it's killing me I call out in my sleep Sun is gone, days go on like the storm in the sea And the shore is the loneliest place you can be Stay dry instead a moment ahead Aim to the skies above I call out in my sleep... You say that you're not the same kid He one who used to be the weeper You say it's something deeper Something that you couldn't tame Something that would wake the sleeper You say, you say I call out in my sleep...
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