I Despair - Paradise Lost

In your hands 
I'm trying
In your hands 
I'm trying flight
I can't die
In your hands 
I'm trying.
In your hands 
I'm trying flight
I can't die

I'm flying in the cold breeze every night
Spare me all the strife
My desires never tire 
But would it feel much better if I died?
Petty highs get me by 
But how long must I live with this disguise?

Have you no direction?
I just sense pretentious signs
In your highs
Have you no direction?
I just sense the pretentious signs
In your highs
I hear the same old stories every night
Spare me all the strife

My desires never tire
But would it feel much better if I died?
Petty highs get me by
But how long must I live with this disguise?


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