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Balanced, on the edge of a knife, In love with the night, So I’ll ignore the cracks in the ice, And I'll raise my glass, Sing a song to the end of all things, baby Cos daylight won’t wait for me, Oh what has become of me? Turn the lights out cos I don’t want to see what I've become I’m condemned to walk the night, And I don’t care, no I don't care Cos in the morning light, The mirror lies, cos I’m not there No I'm not there Now I’m, become destroyer of worlds, At the very least my own, So I’ll sit on the tracks and I’ll wait, And I’ll raise my glass, Sing a song to the end of all things baby, But I’m drinking alone Oh what has become of me? Turn the lights out cos I don’t want to see what I've become I’m condemned to walk the night, And I don’t care, no I don't care Cos in the morning light, The mirror lies, cos I’m not there No I'm not there You, you are the sun, And if you, you know, you are the sun, You can keep me in the What have I become? Horns where there were none before What have I become? Horns where there were none before So just leave me in the dark |