To feel this great urge
To hold and embrace you
I slowly dry out

I shrink and shrink
Until I'm gone
Nothing to make out of me
Oh what the hell went wrong
My heart gets pulled out
Into your direction
It's no use
You have forsaken me

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Writer(s): Anna Van Giersbergen, Franciscus Boeijen, Hendrikus G J Hans Rutten, Hugo Prinsen Geerlings, Rene C.f.j. Rutten