| Wait dear, the time is getting late here
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| I’m all washed up and graced with faint applause
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| Dressed in a cheap façade
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| I’m looking for a place I’ll never see again
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| A night turns to a day, a street I’ve never walked on
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| I was never here, just a faint reflection
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| A day turns to a month, a second of affection
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| I was never here, just a faint reflection
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| Faking, there’s nothing here worth taking
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| Just my reflection fading on the wall
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| Not the fairest one of all
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| I’m looking for a place I’ll never see again
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| A night turns to a day, a street I’ve never walked on
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| I was never here, just a faint reflection
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| A day turns to a month, a second of affection
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| I was never here, just a faint reflection
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| A night turns to a day, a street I’ve never walked on
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| I was never here, just a faint reflection
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| A day turns to a month, a second of affection
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| I was never here, just a faint reflection |