| To the centre of the city where all roads meet, waiting for you,
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| To the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank, searching for you,
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| I was moving through the silence without motion, waiting for you,
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| In a room without a window in the corner I found truth.
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| In the shadowplay, acting out your own death, knowing no more,
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| As the assassins all grouped in four lines, dancing on the floor,
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| And with cold streel, odour on their bodies mad a move to connect,
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| But I could only stare in disbelief as the crowds all left.
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| I did everything, everything I wanted to,
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| I let them use you for their own ends,
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| To the centre of the city in the night, waiting for you.
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| To the centre of the city in the night, waiting for you |