As high as kite cut from a string

As high as kite, cut from a string

You should have known I was dangerous
But fate has a way with these things
Like vultures that circle a carcass
Were the demons that wait to feed on my sin
Don't take me home
Don't let me go
'Cause I should not be alone

Chasing the Wind - This Providence
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