| He was certain, so was I
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| There was comfort in her sighs
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| Dreams and ideas should not be the same thing
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| You waited, smiling, for this?
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| Oh, she’d want it if she knew
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| She could take it, I thought too
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| Be careful, be cautious, but you just wished harder
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| You waited, smiling, for this?
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| «But they love you»
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| Over and over, «They love you»
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| Thousands and thousands of eyes just like mine
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| Aching to find who they are
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| «Oh, they love you! |
| Oh, you can feel how they love you»
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| Coated and warm but that’s all they can do
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| Words only get through if they’re sharp
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| Oh, how fitting for one so fake
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| Make me a fairy, whatever it takes
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| And just like her tale, my dream was a scam
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| You waited, smiling, for this?
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| I am burnt out, I smell of smoke
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| It seeps through her cracks and so I start to choke
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| Sentences sit in her mouth that are templated
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| You waited, smiling, for this?
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| «But they love you»
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| Over and over, «They love you»
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| Thousands and thousands of eyes just like mine
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| Aching to find who they are
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| «Oh, they love you! |
| Oh, you can feel how they love you»
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| Coated and warm but that’s all they can do
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| Words only get through if they’re sharp
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| Oh, maybe I’ll talk about it (Maybe I’ll talk about it)
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| I can just talk about it (I can just talk about it)
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| I’ll never talk about it (I'll never talk about it)
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| No, I cannot talk about it
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| Don’t build hope on something broken
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| I am not cartoon
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| Cry for help, I am not joking
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| I might just leave soon
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| Don’t build hope on something broken
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| I am not cartoon
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| Cry for help, I am not joking
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| I might just leave soon |