Fireside
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I can?t deny
The way
Your fingers make my body shiver
And that i almost did surrender
To what was easy
In a way

But i know it?s all over
It?s the last page of the book

?cause you?re the knife
That cuts my wrist
The open sore
To where i drift
And it?s the price
For being weak
And it?s the price

But i know it?s all over
It?s the last page of the book

But i woun?t go
And i woun?t cry
?cause you?ll be gone
When i arrive
And if the clouds
Covers the sky
Then let it happen