Rewind Replay - The Bohicas

She leaves the room like a splinter from its wound

Good grief, what a sigh of relief, thought we were doomed

Yeah, we can drop our guard, we can lay down our arms

'Til that spectre resurrects her charms

There’s a fire in my belly ignited by a match made in hell

I remember you undressed and dancing in your underwear

Oh, I know what they say, oh, I know that it’s true

We are our own authors of our own misfortune

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Strangled by the hands of time

I dangle from a string of dreams

Where you’re on loop

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I hate to say I told you so

But I knew I’d never let you go

Don’t look back because the past is a wilderness of horrors

Big bad wolves and gangs of ghouls occupy the forest

And the man upstairs, he won’t answer your prayers

But the devil’s on your level, yeah he’ll always be there

Reader beware, you’re in for a scare

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Strangled by the hands of time

I dangle from a string of dreams

Where you’re on loop

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I hate to say I told you so

But I knew I’d never let you go

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I hate to say I told you so

But I knew I’d never let you go