Lyrics
Save us from the darkness coming, I see the end is near
Guide us to the long lost land of sanity
This time I feel the painful bite of the frigid cold
And all the lies you told me, this time I see through you
I call out your name
I need this high to carry me away
Loneliness is to blame
Now I'm the loser of this game
This here is for the crying lonely, the end is now in sight
There's no way out for me this time, I'm banking on magic at midnight
Those times of freedom and grace for me are gone like the good 'ol days
If god is here next to me, I surely hope he stays
I call out your name
I need this high to carry me away
Loneliness is to blame
Now I'm the loser of this game
WRITERS
Blakely Percival
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