| Framed inside the reflection of the mirror
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| I saw a perfect picture
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| The hands won’t wait for you to save this
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| And I cannot go on pretending you feel the same
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| I am done tracing circles, repeating the past
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| This is the only way out
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| Trust me, this is the only way out
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| I have seen it all before and I can’t make the same mistakes
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| I have seen this before, I should have seen it f*cking coming
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| Its the same road with different scenery
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| But I couldn’t see the forest from the wolves
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| This time I am not selling myself short again
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| If we’re in this, then we’re in this together
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| So what will it be?
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| Framed inside reflections of the mirror I saw perfect picture…
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| And I wanted this, the long nights on the floor
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| The long days underneath the red sky
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| And all I have said all I needed to say
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| Made myself clear
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| So I’ll wait for the call, so what shall it be?
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| Return to embrace or destroy?
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| I’ll wait for the call
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| The hands won’t wait for you to save this |