Balance And Composure - Enemy

<!-- Page Code:QmFsYW5jZSBBbmQgQ29tcG9zdXJliC0gRW5lbXkg --> heat on your face the comforting sun i need it to warm me taste it on my tongue there's a color or a shade revealing lighting up your face shine on me shine on me heat on your face you know they're calling it off again and i thought i heard you sitting up there in the clouds you know i'm fading out and
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