I disappear
I lost control
My body's moving
On it's own
I watch myself
Walk away
A poor spirit
Took my place

And he's there
Inside the door
So my exits is
Riding my pulse
Burst of black
Breath of smoke
I disappear
I lost control

I
I disappear
I disappear
I disappear

I disappear
I lost control
My body's moving
On it's own
I watch myself
Walk away
A poor spirit
Took my place

I
I disappear
I disappear
I disappear

How could I resist
It's all I've wanted
I guess now I've got it
Why it had been back, don't know
I hope this doesn't last forever

I, disappear
I disappear
I disappear
I disappear

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Writer(s): CLARK BAECHLE, JACOB THIELE, JOEL PETERSEN, MICHAEL DAPPEN, TODD BAECHLE