Mark Wilkinson (AUS)
Mark Wilkinson (AUS)
Mark Wilkinson (AUS)
Mark Wilkinson (AUS)
Mark Wilkinson (AUS)
Mark Wilkinson (AUS)
Mark Wilkinson (AUS)
Mark Wilkinson (AUS)
Mark Wilkinson (AUS)
Mark Wilkinson (AUS)
Mark Wilkinson (AUS)
Mark Wilkinson (AUS)
Mark Wilkinson (AUS)
I’m used to closing open doors
I’m used to fighting with a cold remorse
I’m used to laying down my hand
I’m used to playing to a broken stand
But through the dark you rose so clear
A symphony that only I could hear
Till you, you slipped into my veins
And you, you burned my masquerade
And you, you pulled me like a flood
Now you’re beating in my blood
Through your skin I feel you breathe
Lying captive in the web you weave
Bodies moving with the tide
Drifting stolen, from the world outside
And through the dark you rose so clear
A gravity drawing me so near
Till you, you slipped into my veins
And you, you burnеd my masquerade
And you, you pulled mе like a flood
Now you’re beating in my blood
And through the dark you rose so clear
With every breath you draw me near
Now you’re in my blood
'Cause you, you slipped into my veins
And you, you burned my masquerade
And you, you pulled me like a flood
Now you’re beating in my blood
Yeah you
Yeah you