Cities of the Interior
Barely a sound
And I'm hiding my head
For fear that you may have found me
Blood on my door
But I can barely stand
For fear that you won't pass over
Cradle the night
For the morning comes to quickly
Cradle my weakness
Safe in the darkness that grows around me
And I'm hiding my head
For fear that you may have found me
Blood on my door
But I can barely stand
For fear that you won't pass over
Cradle the night
For the morning comes to quickly
Cradle my weakness
Safe in the darkness that grows around me
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Carlucci
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