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So afraid of rejection Hide inside ourselves Acting like strangers to avoid the pain We collect our phobias Our sicknesses Feel so good only when we can complain In your arms Feels like a better us In your arms Dancing around the fire Getting drunk with the night Nobody is ever who they seem to be Hypnos give us your hand We so tire of this life Need to rest and finally disappear In your arms Feels like a better us In your arms From Letras Mania