| On my face I scratched out something like a silhouette, around the golden ten
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| like lambs…
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| On my face I’ve hidden away any embarrassment, away from my acquaintances…
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| I’m not sold on anything but half a dream
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| I’m not sensing a thing.
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| I see a blank notebook page
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| And it’s my life and there is nothing I can think to write
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| Not anymore since sensing nothing.
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| I hope you don’t see a thing
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| Smile through everyone you ever see
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| So what you gave him the time of day, twist back and end this suffering.
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| Oh, dance around, I honestly give up and derobe…
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| I see a blank notebook page
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| And It’s my life and I’m nothing I can think to write
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| Not anymore, since sensing nothing.
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| Right side falls heavenly, grace to you, I owe you too
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| Right side, because, heavenly life should be so easy…
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| Right side because heavenly, grace to you,
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| I owe you too (x2) |