HurtRapture

In the life of the wrong a love lingered on,
Love lingered on to frustration
And if our love is so wrong what should we do alone?
Or am i just a picture in a photograph?
Why are we stuck in this pantomime
Fearing a god who died?
One who would not deny lovers
And i don't care what they say
If what you need is your faith
Then take a look at my face and know.
Until your rapture falls to pieces
Til your rapture falls to pieces
Find in me the room to breathe
Simple things like suffering
Life had gone this way
Life is gone this way
Still in the life of the wrong
We all moved along
Another life evolved to gestation
And so we made our way
With the mistake we made
But she was just a picture from a photograph
So she walked in the baby's room
Knowing what she would do
Leave me in absolute horror
She put her hands on its lips
And gave it one last kiss
And sang some tune that went
Until your rapture falls to pieces
Til your rapture falls to pieces
Find in me the room to breathe
Simple things like suffering
And i would and i would destroy your god
Yes i would if i could destroy your god
Because youre born again
Until youre worn again
Until your rapture falls to pieces
Til your rapture falls to pieces
Find in me the room to breathe
Sinful things are suffering
Til your rapture falls to pieces
Til your rapture falls to pieces
But if this must be
Then burn with me
Anything
Just don't leave
So find in me room to breathe
Simple things
Suffering
Til your rapture falls to pieces
She swore she heard the voice of jesus
Telling her it was wrong to keep it
And one more thing
It looked like me
Back when it breathed
Rest in peace
Until the rapture comes to meet us
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