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Texty: Airlock. Shape Of Light.

What is it that makes you do
Things that will bring harm to you
What is it that fills your head
And keeps you in your smoky bed

What is it that makes you lie
To yourself you don't know why
What is it that has the power
To keep you coming back for more
You're blinded eyes

What is it that makes you drink
Destroys your mind so you can't think
What is it that makes you take
Another fix, there's no escape

What is it you sacrifice
Your everything, your very life
What is it that pulls you down
And kicks you when you're on the ground
You're running dry

Is there some place I can go
Is there some place I can lie
Take me under your wing
I need to fill this space inside
Made in a shape of light

Vocoder

What is it that ties your hands
Trips you up and claims the land
What is it that makes you laugh
For a while, then all is dry


What is it that pushes you
Closer to the edge, each time
What is it that makes you pay
You're giving everything away
It's time to rise

Is there some place I can go
Is there some place I can lie
Take me under your wing
I need to fill this space inside

Is there some place I can go
Is there some place I can lie
Take me under your wing
I need to fill this space inside
Made in a shape of light

Vocoder

Is there some place I can go
Is there some place I can lie
Take me under your wing
I need to fill this space inside

Is there some place I can go
Is there some place I can lie
Take me under your wing
I need to fill this space inside
Made in a shape of light