A pulse is so overrated,
Lets cut the process short and patch The holes in our wings and escape.
Distorted feelings become perfect like Destruction never came.
Below you're either half pain or half Hate. All or no faith.
I grow so tired of beginning to decay.
So lets finally awake and fly away.

We'll lift ourselves, we'll be our own Cure. The light will be our lure out of Here. We will rise tonight and claim we Left no longer insane.

We won't fall from grace,
Not with perfection right in our face.
I'll leave a map in the sky so you won't Be lost, it's me you can find.
No longer lost, no longer crying my life Now kind.
The suffering has ended,
The nector preserved, unable to be Drained. Feels so good to be saved.

We'll lift ourselves, we'll be our own Cure. The light will be our lure out of Here. We will rise tonight and claim we Left no longer insane.


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Runaway Maria song meanings
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