Am I already in your dreams?
Now I just lift it up when I see your face
I need you, I need your skin
I feel your spirit sinking in
I feel your spirit sinking in
I feel your spirit sinking in
You're always in my dreams
You're always in my dreams
You're always in my dreams
Your killer getting caught
Question me I'll prove to you who I've lost
And I thought that we were one
Got turned around, caught off by your bad blood
Caught off by your bad blood
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