| I’ve been most unwilling to see this turmoil of mine
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| The thought of sitting with this has me paralyzed
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| With this prolong exposure to mirror and averted eyes
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| I’ve feigned that I’ve been waiting: such mileage for empathizing
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| And now I see the madness in me is brought out in the presence of you
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| And now I know the madness lives on, when you’re not in the room
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| And though I’d love to blame you for all, I’d miss these moments of opportune
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| You’ve simply brought this madness to light and I should thank you
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| Oh thank you, much thanks for this bird’s eye view
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| Oh thank you for your most generous triggers
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| It’s been all too easy to cross my arms and roll my eyes
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| The thought of dropping all arms leaves me terrified
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| And now I see the madness in me is brought out in the presence of you
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| And now I know the madness lives on, when you’re not in the room
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| And though I’d love to blame you for all, I’d miss these moments of opportune
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| You’ve simply brought this madness to light and I should thank you
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| Oh thank you, much thanks for this bird’s eye view
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| Oh thank you for your most generous triggers
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| I’d have to give up knowing and give up beating right
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| You inadvertent hero, you angel in disguise
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| And now I see the madness in me is brought out in the presence of you
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| And now I know the madness lives on, when you’re not in the room
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| And though I’d love to blame you for all, I’d miss these moments of opportune
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| You’ve simply brought this madness to light and I should thank you
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| Oh thank you, much thanks for this bird’s eye view
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| Oh thank you for your most generous triggers |