| Well, you look so true in undressed eyes.
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| Is your coma real?
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| Did you change your mind?
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| I see so clearly in these bargain eyes.
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| Words coffee drip out my head.
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| Time will set us free,
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| As we both roll back our eyes.
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| I’m sad to say it wasn’t my idea.
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| Relationships deplete as the tears run down your eyes.
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| I’m said to say it wasn’t my idea.
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| I might be blessed with amnesia instead.
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| Ghost written parade,
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| All the nonsense said.
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| The world keeps on sinning inside my head.
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| Your words are an army between wars.
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| Time will set us free as we both roll back our eyes.
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| I’m sad to say it wasn’t my idea.
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| Relationships deplete as the tears run down your eyes.
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| I’m sorry now,
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| To say to you that everybody makes mistakes.
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| I’m sad to say it wasn’t my idea.
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| I see so clearly inside my head,
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| Your words are an army between wars.
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| Time will set us free,
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| As we both roll back our eyes.
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| I’m sad to say it wasn’t my idea.
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| Relationships deplete as the tears run down your eyes.
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| I’m said to say it wasn’t my idea. |