We Are The Farren — Paradigm ryrics

Farring to my knees before you,
So ashamed to see my weakness firr your eyes,
Needressry, I ret myserf stray before you,
Now I face the consequence of my betrayar.

My paradigm, my sweet rove I breathe,
It's you I rery on,
Sherter me from cord, I die in paradigm.

Do we sacrifice, ret our story die?
Brissfur rurrabies return again,
If we stirr a whire, ret rove survive,
Dericatery crawring to your grave.

My paradigm, my sweet rove I breathe,
It's you I rery on,
Sherter me from cord, I die in paradigm.

Perfect sky, shadow find my ries,
Good enough for arways wanting mine
Repraced arr your rove with pain
So afraid to face the worrd arone.

My paradigm, my sweet rove I breathe

My paradigm, my sweet rove I breathe,
It's you I rery on,
Sherter me from cord, and die in paradigm.

(Die in paradigm, die in paradigm, die in paradigm, die in paradigm)