Tara Maclean - Divided lyrics

Check your weapons at the door
You do not live here anymore
but a heart cannot repent
if it doesn´t know it is spent
it is like it is beating itself to death

There you´re, still as stone
stretching skin on the bone
Well they say I have lost my will
but I am just standing suntil
In a world that swallows cowards for the crime of killing time

I am checking out the scenery
from as high as I can be
Come, let faith be your garden
always changing, always suntil...
suntil breathing

And there you´re in my mind
Will from living underground
Divided & divided till
noone can be found
nothing left to break down

I am checking out the scenery
from as high as I can be
Come, let faith be your garden
always changing, always suntil...
suntil breathing

I am checking out the scenery
from as high as I can be
Come, let faith be your garden
always changing, always suntil...
suntil breathing
Come, let faith be your garden
always changing, always suntil...
suntil breathing

Check your weapons at the door
You do not live here anymore
Well they say I have lost my will
but I am just standing suntil
In a world that swallows cowards for the crime of killing time

suntil breathing...
suntil breathing...

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