Sweet Release - Live

Like a mad temple crowd

I crush her, she goes down

We melt up from the ground…

Up to better times, sweet release, take me now, take me now

Up to better times, sweet release, take me now, take me now, yeah

Doubt (doubt), get right behind me You’re a cloud, just a blemish on the sun

And there’s better times to come

Our love, this cloak and dagger

This silent will to brighten everything

And find the road that leads…

Up to better times, sweet release, take me now, take me now

Up to better times, sweet release, take me now, take me now, yeah, oh Oh, and if we die tonight, take our leave from this plastic place

Become the dove, just fly away…

Up to better times, sweet release, take me now, take me now

Come on baby up to your better times

Your sweet release, take me now, take me now, oh Oohh oooh

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