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Ending Theme [remix] Lyrics - Remedy Lane: Re:mixed - Pain Of Salvation

And so I find myself here once again 

First step down remedy lane 

Budapest you tore my world apart, well, here I am 

Worn with rope ends on my mind, torn with blood scarred in my eyes 

But now I'm back to shake that from my life 

 

Ending theme, ending theme 

Ripping at the seams, for an opening 

 

Back again at deak ter 

I know I could have left her there 

It was the feeling of leaving myself that I could not bear 

The same old hotel room in pest one night before the sziget fest 

Hungarian princess will you share my rest? 

To rest in my 

 

Ending theme 

Ending theme 

Ripping at the seams, for an opening 

 

To be honest I don't know what I'm looking for, who to be 

Sitting here as once before, weeks ago 

Just waiting for a knock on that door 

And I have left all I thought was me to find out, to make sure if it was you or me 

That made me feel so free and real, but when we kiss I don't know, I just don't know 

'Cause it leaves a taste of emptiness, and I think what if I'm simply depressed? 

blind, just finding rest from my mind here in Budapest? 

Confusing zest with the joy of being blessed with the bliss of self-escape as we kiss? 

And mixing my being unstressed with your being undressed and the taste of being true 

With the fresh taste of me and you as we touch? I don't know 

But I saw so much of me in you, the me I've missed, the young and free in you 

But still, that doesn't mean a thing, may not mean anything about my needing you 

But I guess we had to meet, to be near, to make sure, and still my dear 

Beyond this bed and that door, to be honest, I fear I just don't know 

 

Ending theme 

Ending theme 

Fanning flames to dreams of belonging 

Ending theme 

Ending theme 

Ripping at the seams, for an opening 

 

To be honest I don't know what I'm looking for 

Lying here, watching you leave through that door 

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