VERSE I Fake faces, perceptions Fake words, opinions and I-I-I was alive PRECHORUS And what comes, comes, comes And what comes, comes, comes could surprise me CHORUS Cold nights, warm days I've spent in Babel searching me Didn't give me the answer that I would love Cold nights, warm days I've spent in Babel searching me Didn't serve to find something deep myself VERSE II I saw me in an angle with my body struggled Scared, I thought I was dead. PRECHORUS And what comes, comes, comes And what comes, comes, comes could surprise me, could ignite could detract me And what comes, comes, comes could surprise me CHORUS Cold nights, warm days I've spent in Babel searching me Didn't give me the answer that I would love Cold nights, warm days I've spent in Babel searching me Didn't serve to find something deep myself BRIDGE The treasure I've been I've never known Cold nights, warm days I've spent in Babel A boy from another land wants to scape and search the things that complete his soul and his roots CHORUS Cold nights, warm days I've spent in Babel searching me Didn't give me the answer that I would love Cold nights, warm days I've spent in Babel searching me Didn't serve to find something deep myself ENCORE I want to find my way I want to find myself
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