| Threw you the obvious
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| And you flew with it on your back
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| A name in your recollection
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| Down, among a million same
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| Difficult not to feel a little bit
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| Disappointed and passed over
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| When I look right through
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| To see you naked, but oblivious
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| And you don’t see me
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| But I threw you the obvious
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| Just to see if there’s more behind
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| The eyes of a fallen angel
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| Eyes of a tragedy
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| Here, I am, expecting just a little bit
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| Too much from the wounded
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| But I see, see through it all
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| See through, see you
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| 'Cause I threw you the obvious
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| To see what occurs behind
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| The eyes of a fallen angel
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| Eyes of a tragedy, oh well
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| Oh well, apparently nothing
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| Apparently nothing, at all
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| You don’t, you don’t, you don’t see me
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| You don’t, you don’t, you don’t see me
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| You don’t, you don’t, you don’t see me
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| You don’t, you don’t, you don’t see me
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| You don’t see me
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| You don’t, you don’t, you don’t see me, at all |