Title: We Come 1
Album: Outrospective
Artist: Faithless
Composer(s): Max Fraser, Rollo Armstrong, Ayalah Deborah Bentovim
Lyric:
All the subtle flavors of my life
Are become bitter seeds
And poisoned leaves without you
You represent what's true
I drain the color from the sky
And turn blue without you
These arms lack a purpose
Flapping like a humming bird
I'm nervous 'cause I'm the left eye
You're the right
Would it not be madness to fight
We come one
In you the song which rights my wrongs
In you the fullness of living
The power to begin again
From right now, in you
In you, in you, in you
In you, in you, in you, in
We come one
We come one
In you, in you, in you
In you, in you, in you, in
We come one
We come one
One
We come one
We come one
One, one, one, one
One, one, one, one
We come one
One, one, one, one
One, one, one, one
One, one, one, one
I'm unafraid
Never never scared
Worries washed
Pressed air
I am the left eye
You're the right
Would it not be madness to fight
We come one
One, one, one, one
One, one, one, one
One, one, one, one
We come one
One, one, one, one
We come one
We come one
We come one
We come one
We come one
We come one
One
One
We come
We come one
One, one, one, one
One, one, one, one
One, one, one, one
We come one
We come one
One, one, one, one
One, one, one, one
[Incomprehensible]
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