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Moving Yet Lyrics & Chords By Forever Is Never

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I beg you to please forest all you can
Which way should i live without the strain of life
I'm damned...

Carry on these cursed dreams
And this carousal of lies
While my heart it lies corasante
My powers no surprise
Now its thrown, we're slow on foot
Better known as jaded womb and cloud
But you'll know me as your master, pawn!
Forage all your strength you'll need it now!

Slave to empire's needs
Don't leave me alone
Or i will start to falter
I beg you to please forest all you can
Can't live with the thought or
I can't see the dark side

I will burn this worm in me
And i'll wield this careless heart
And i cannot live without you now
Because we spent ten years apart
Don't go away and leave me numb
It pains me so with hurt inside
I cannot think or feel or see
Without the image i desire

Slave to empire's needs
Don't leave me alone
Or i will start to falter
I beg you to please forest all you can
Can't live with the thought and
I can't feel the dark side

I beg you to please forest all you can
Don't leave me alone
Or i will start to falter
I beg you to please forest all you can
Can't live with the thought or
I can't see the dark side

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