| Born alone, tiny soul
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| Unknown looks to face from all around
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| Caught in space and time
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| A new apparel, different name
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| We got another stowaway
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| In life and who’s to blame
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| What a beautiful day
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| Given birth to be a shame like you
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| Just another you
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| Just another fool in the game
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| Welcome to this place
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| Starry eyes by the night
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| Come the first ray of light
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| You won’t find anymore
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| What you could have seen before
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| Starry eyes you’ll deny
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| You could read till you were
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| Leaving the gates to midnight world behind you
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| Wash away the innocence
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| On this boiling road to calvary
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| Bloodstains on the streets
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| Blistering me you scourge yourself
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| Crucify that stowaway in life
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| That we can blame
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| Oh what a day
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| Given birth to be a shame like you
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| He’s me and he is you
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| Just another fool in the game
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| Welcome to this place
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| Starry eyes by the night
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| Come the first ray of light
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| You won’t find anymore
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| What you could have seen before
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| Starry eyes you’ll deny
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| You could read till you were
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| Leaving the gates to midnight world behind you
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| Eyes — a face in the window
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| Through the looking glass, staring at you
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| Eyes — and they seem to follow
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| As relenting gestures they follow your every move
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| You wanna run
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| But you can’t move away from what you see
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| In rigour you’re frozen with open eyes
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| Lame — is it one of those dreams in which your body’s numb
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| While you can’t turn a blind eye to fear
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| Running away, running away from his own reflection
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| Crossing the line, watching the primeval revelation
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| Running away, running away from the pain of insight
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| No running away, running away
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| It is going to fetch you
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| You just go ahead and close your eyes
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| Starry eyes by the night
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| Come the first ray of light
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| You won’t find anymore
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| What you could have seen before
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| Starry eyes you’ll deny
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| You could read till you were
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| Leaving the gates to midnight world behind you |