| My eyes resign dissolving vision
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| To vividness of sense and sequence
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| Betrayed by certain circumstances
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| Outside the world I’ve known
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| How cold and cut bewildered silence
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| Left me for a newer face
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| While sadness dances gracefully
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| In this forgotten place
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| Regardless of the introspection
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| I found myself in your reflection
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| I guess it’s all too easy now
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| To look the other way
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| Saving graces, trading places
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| Asking for a sense of hope
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| But the line to heaven’s ringing busy
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| And I walk this path alone
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| What kind of sick games were we playing?
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| No rules, no constitution
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| No sympathy for one another
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| And nowhere left to go
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| Regardless of the introspection
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| I see myself in your reflection
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| I guess it makes it easier
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| To turn your eyes away
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| And I’m not asking you to lie and tell me
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| That you love me still
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| I know that it’s untrue
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| So I’m not asking you to lie and tell me that
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| You want me too
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| I know that it’s untrue
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| Saving secrets unembellished
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| Left without revision
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| Sacrosanct and underground
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| Why do I need you so?
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| And sentiment was none-too-careful
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| Delivering the means
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| To break the balance of perfection
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| And eliminate these dreams
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| Regardless of the introspection
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| I see myself in your reflection
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| I guess it makes it easier
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| To turn your eyes away
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| So what do I do?
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| I still love you
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| Life is such a tangled mess
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| With cruel lines dividing us
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| I don’t want to be
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| On the other side from you |