| With every dream that has turned to dust
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| Rebuilding loss through elusive trust
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| I crawl with weighted breath
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| Since the end became much less
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| Skyline returns the moon to light up anything left
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| And what do we know now since the fame had such distaste?
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| Face in the mirror reflection full, reflection full of shame
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| What comes from below with mornings eye
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| Quickly reminds with reasons why
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| I crawl with weighted breath
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| Since the end became much less
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| Skyline returns the moon to light up anything left
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| And what do we know now since the fame had such distaste?
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| Face in the mirror reflection full, reflection full of shame
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| Long walk aftermath, smoke begins to clear
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| Real remain real, fake disappear
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| Head on instead, replace the pain
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| Eyes ahead, demise of those days
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| Head on instead, replace the pain
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| Eyes ahead, demise of those days
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| With every fall begin to eat
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| Deaths reminder of eternal sleep
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| Eternal sleep
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| I crawl with weighted breath
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| Since the end became much less
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| Skyline returns the moon to light up anything left
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| And what do we know now since the fame had such distaste?
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| Face in the mirror reflection full, reflection full of shame
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| And what do we know now since the fame had such distaste?
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| Face in the mirror reflection full, reflection full of shame |