Terror in double
Trying to know another
Will I change swiftly
Or just get too comfortable?
Harsh light, obscura
By the bed and in my own arms
I hold on to my double
I hold on to my double
I hold on to my double
I hold on to my double
I hold on to my double
Great twin, great terror
I'm sick of fearing everything
Great twin, great terror
I always glamourise the end
If I dream then I won’t dream
‘Bout here, in a lonely sense of being
Oh, can I make a new land
Without the chaos in minds?
Harsh light, obscura
By the bed and in my own arms
I hold on to my double
I hold on to my double
I hold on to my double
I hold on to my double
I hold on to my double
Great twin, great terror
I'm sick of fearing everything
Great twin, great terror
I always glamorise the end
Great twin, great terror
I'm sick of fearing everything
Great twin, great terror
I always glamorise the end
Great twin, great terror
I'm sick of fearing everything
Great twin, great terror
I always glamorise the end
