Zeraphine "In Your Room" Songtext

In Your Room

In your roomWhere time stands stillOr moves at your willWill you let the morning come soon?Or will you leave me lying here?In your favourite darknessYour favourite half-lightYour favourite consciousnessYour favourite slave

In your roomWhere souls disappearOnly you exist hereWill you lead me to your armchairOr leave me lying here?Your favourite innocenceYour favourite prizeYour favourite smileYour favourite slave, oh

I'm hanging on your wordsLiving on your breathFeeling with your skinWill I always be here?I'm hanging on your wordsLiving on your breathFeeling with your skinWill I always be here?

Will I always be here?

In your roomYour burning eyesCause flames to ariseWill you let the fire die down soon?Or will I always be here?Your favourite passionYour favourite gameYour favourite mirrorYour favourite slave, oh

I'm hanging on your wordsLiving on your breathFeeling with your skinWill I always be here?I'm hanging on your wordsLiving on your breathFeeling with your skinWill I always be here?

Will I always be here?Will I always be here?

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