It's a curious sound,bone collectors
Rustling leaves on their knees
Many poets in thiw town

But I have feelings that can't go
Swipping thedust of the windows and the doors
Well I'm notso rumble
But I'm always on time
Believing on what's left behind
All the sheets and decors of my life
Are in my blood

In my blood
Feeling thelast time,I'll never go away
And I've been in a place
Where I don't have to miss anymore
Your flavour on my tongue
In my blood
Sparkling in your eyes
The moment I die,I'm hopng that I don't have to miss anymore

Reincarnate,how I wish that I could come back again
How I wish that I could do this again
Memory calling beats my heart
The cry is mistaken for the sound of loneliness
Better far too many stars
On the Eart there is the2 of us
Gingerly down for my hand is a thief
And I'm bouncing forward
For the moment is right
As another one is lost
Is a kind of release
And it's coming to me with a sense of relief

In my blood
Feeling thelast time,I'll never go away
And I've been in a place
Somewhere I don't have to miss anymore
Your flavour on my tongue
In my blood
Sparkling in your eyes
The moment when I die,I'm hoping that I don't have to miss anymore

Reincarnate,how I wish that I could come back again
How I wish that I could do this again
Reincarnate,how I wish that I could come back again
How I wish that I could do this again
You're in my blood,in my blood, in my blood

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