Berlin
Oh, fire in my blood
I only said that we could be light
Slow down, this slipstream
You're running off into the night, the night
Oh lord, remember me?
I'm not religious but I'm afraid, afraid
Don't make me count my blessings
You'll make me die confessing
Your touch has cured my weakness
This night don't end, we're sleepless
And you said that you feel
Like you've known me forever, forever
Then she's fled, nothing's real
But I'll need this endeavour, endeavour
So I'll hold on, these memories
Irreplacable, oh, I know, I know
Don't make me count my blessings
You'll make me die confessing
Your touch has cured my weakness
This night don't end, we're sleepless
New York saviour
Built my faith up
Gave me purpose
Fire like a furnace
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