| So I assume this could be freedom from me to you
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| And with such a distorted view upon life and what we do
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| Your ways to persuade me into what my memory is forced to shade
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| I loathe what you made of me bullet blind eventually
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| All those aching hours with abusive powers
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| Whispered your name through it all, now we’re stuck with that’s left to save
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| But out of all I entitled you my favourite scar
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| I’ll keep it forever closed, keep it forever sealed, keep it forever closed
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| So what if I wake up to the sound of another illusion break
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| Smashed now it’s yours to keep close to whatever you call your needs
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| Now when I’ve seen you fall I can finally start to recall
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| Sights of a past unclear and learn what I should hold dear
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| All those aching hours with abusive powers
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| Whispered your name through it all, now we’re stuck with that’s left to save
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| But out of all I entitled you my favourite scar
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| I’ll keep it forever closed, keep it forever sealed, keep it forever closed
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| so that no one will know |