Die!
Die!
Broken mirror
Seven years of stolen luck
I tried to fix you one more time
But I must let it die
The dream that would survive
Cut my throat if I tell a lie
Set it free, lost ambition
I overthrow my place in our lives
Set it free, superstition
I gave up on this fairytale
Die
Time is wisdom
Cross my heart
But it's a lie
I kept us going
Then lost time
You used one of your nine lives
I gave up all of mine
Cut my throat if I tell a lie
Set it free, lost ambition
I overthrow my place in our lives
Set it free, superstition
I gave up on this fairytale
Die
In the world that I created
I'm intoxicated
In the world that I created
I'm intoxicated
In the world that I created
I'm intoxicated
In the world that I created
I'm intoxicated
In the world that I created
I'm intoxicated
In the world that I created
I'm intoxicated
Set it free, lost ambition
And now I won't look back
I've turned my back, I'm off the ground
Set it free, superstition
And now the air I'm breathing is poison free
I'm free alone
Set it free, lost ambition
I overthrow my place in our lives
Set it free, superstition
I gave up on this fairytale
Die
Die
Writer(s): Don Gilmore, Marco Zelati, Christiano Mozzati, Andrea Ferro, Cristina Scabbia, Cristiano Migliore, Marco Biazzi
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