Cut

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