You..are still a whisper on my lips/
A feeling at my fingertips, that's pulling at my skin/
You..leave me when I'm at my worst/
Feeling as if I've been cursed, with the bitter cold within/
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You..are still a whisper on my lips/
A feeling at my fingertips, that's pulling at my skin/
You..leave me when I'm at my worst/
Feeling as if I've been cursed, with the bitter cold within/
Back