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Work it out on a Holy LevelYou take me down with your vanguishingYeah you hear that sound? It's two hearts lanquishingYeah you work it out on a holy levelI don't know why I ever let you turn me on like you did, you didYou took my heart for a jog I ran with you but maybe should've stayed hidden from viewAway, October daysThe warmness seeped inside my headAnd he's away or so he saysWas he asleep? Or fucking? Or dead?Work it out on a Holy LevelYou take me down with your vanguishingYeah you hear that sound? It's two hearts lanquishingYeah you work it out on a holy levelWork it out on a Holy LevelYou take me down with your vanguishingYeah you hear that sound? It's two hearts lanquishingYeah you work it out on a holy levelYes there is a ritualistic aspect of itYes there exists a dichotomy of complete controlIn a parallel existence with losing grip, losing gripOf all you thought you know, you knowLetras de cancionesIt's on the sodapop can turned upside downAnd water changes form like all around, all aroundYou draw it into you, through a heavy cloud, heavy cloudAnd you're all alone as you get wound, you get woundAnd you're all alone as you get wound, you get wound...Copyright 2008 Beau Phillips From Letras Mania