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In the quiet of the woods All masks off I'm thinking I'm dreaming No need to Explain and This is the place Everything changed This is why we come here Like Like some holy shrine Like some holy shrine Like some holy shrine Like some holy shrine I don't wanna be Caught on the wrong side I don't wanna be I don't wanna be Caught on the wrong side I don't wanna be Cut Cut In the quiet of the woods The pressure My fingers On soft hair The warmth of the lifе and I let myself go Benеath the trees That afternoon The sun shone through Like some holy sign Like some holy sign Like some holy sign Like some holy sign I don't wanna be Caught on the wrong side I don't wanna be I don't wanna be Caught on the wrong side I don't wanna be Cut Cut Cut Faithless I wandered For years No eyes now No need And her voice was God's voice It was God's voice It was God's Her voice It was God's voice It was God's voice And it cut me It cut me It cut me It cut me It cut me It cut me It cut me It cut me