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Cradled in your arms, your arms, your arms
You did me no harm…you made me feel warm
 This morning, mourning for you in the fire…I’m on true, rue fire…
Drowning in desire, drowning in desire, my heart will never, ever tire…

I admit,
I’m dream-lit
With little wit
Gotta get a grip on my own, all alone…
Wanna wrap my lips against your own
Bring me blessings and miracles never shown
Weeping insane…

Automatically impulsive…
Dramatically indecisive
And, and, and, and letting live…
I don’t get, get, get, get
I won’t ever regret, regret
I bet you’ll find me to be your one and only outlet

The one and lonely that believes alone
You and me, together and I will give, on my own,
Anything to be in your momentous memories…
These memories put me at ease…so please…
Anything to be in your momentous memories…
These memories put me at ease…so please…
Cuz I’m an introvert all alone…
You left me with an unanswered phone
Your momentous memories…
Rise to a hundred and seven degrees…
Negatively positive…
Positively negative…

Help me heal in your arms, your arms, your arms
You did me no harm…you’re just like a lucky charm
This morning, mourning and longing and pretending you’re here, isolating again
Drowning in desire…you’re still rising like wildfire…in your extroverted, perfect empire

Automatically impulsive…
Dramatically indecisive
And, and, and, and letting live…
I don’t get, get, get, get
I won’t ever regret, regret
I bet you’ll find me to be your one and only outlet
Refrain from driving me insane…

The one and lonely that believes alone
You and me, together and I will give, on my own,
Anything to be in your momentous memories…
These memories put me at ease…so please…
Anything to be in your momentous memories…
These memories put me at ease…so please…
Cuz I’m an introvert all alone…
You left me with an unanswered phone
Your momentous memories…
Rise to a hundred and seven degrees…
Negatively positive…
Positively negative…

Pound to the rhythm of my heart
Pound to the rhythm of my heart
Pound to the rhythm of my heart
These moments you left me torn apart
These moments you left me from the start 
These moments I live life in the death cart
Pound to the rhythm of my heart
Pound to the rhythm of my heart
Pound to the rhythm of my heart
These momentous memories
Is but a tranquil breeze
In my mind of chaotic ease
So, please…please…please…

Wrap me in your arms…your arms…your arms…your sunlit smile is vivacious…
God is the branches and you’re the roots of these tranquil trees between us…
I admit,
I’m dream-lit
With little wit
Gotta get a grip on my own, all alone…it’s clearly shown in the unknown…
With these momentous memories 
With their mesmerizing moans of ancient tones and echoes of on-our-own
Chaos and commotion set at ease
No longer in regret…
I bet, oh I bet
You and I will find our outlet…

I admit,
I’m dream-lit
With little wit
Gotta get a grip on my own, all alone…
Wanna wrap my lips against your own
Bring me blessings and miracles never shown

All is vain, all is vain, all is vain
Oh, the pain you put me through as I ride the thought train 
Will I ever be sane?
Not in this bewildered, yet young and resilient brain…

Weeping insane…
Anything to be in your momentous memories…
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