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With open arms, take me in Grip like iron, keep me close You were my puppeteer By your hands I could dance Through your mouth I could sing Without word you cut the strings All at once ushered in A change of guard And you said once and for all Hoisted up like a prize Looking like a murder trial Begging for a second chance Mark this spot with a cross Digging for cover with monster like claws And with open arms, take me in With open arms pass me by With guilty eyes With guilty eyes With guilty eyes From Letras Mania