Nhạc sĩ: Mark Crew, Dan Smith, Espen Berg, Simen Eriksrud, Joakim Haukaas, Thomas Eriksen
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As the night time bleeds into the day Tomorrow spills across the skyAnd the sun's a harsh reminder why We are feeling barely humanWe don't know what's good for us Cause if we did, we might not do itWho knows where our limits lie We won't discover till we push itI should just walk away, walk away But it grips me, it grips meWhen I should call it a day And make my way, oh it grips meCause the devil's got my arms And it pulls me back into the nightWhen I should just walk away, away It grips me, cause the devil's got my armsAnd it pulls me back into the night And it pulls me back into the nightWe got drunk on this unholy wine To deliver us from our own mindsThe promise of a better time So we're feeling barely humanWe don't know what's good for us Cause if we did, we might not do itWho knows where our limits lie We won't discover till we push itCause the devil's got my arms And it pulls me back into the nightWhen I should just walk away, away But it grips me, cause the devil's got my armsAnd it pulls me back into the night And it pulls me back into the nightI would rather forget And wash my memory cleanOh, I would rather forget And wash my memory cleanI would rather forget And wash my memory cleanOh, I would rather forget And wash my memory cleanCause the devil's got my arms And it pulls me back into the nightAnd it pulls me back into the nightAnd it pulls me back into the night