| Changes lurking behind the door
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| Small steps tapping on the floor
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| Behind the curtain a shadow flies
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| Leaving just chilling lies
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| Drag my feet through the room
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| I am present though still in gloom
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| Clear your eyes to see what’s left
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| My pride has suffered a grand theft
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| I can finally let go
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| Been hanging in a tree for so long
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| Better off on dirty ground
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| Spirit taken, I crash and burn
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| I see lesson I’m about to learn
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| In sleep or about to wake
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| I see my whole world crack and break
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| This is transformation time
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| Suck my blood, it’s still not mine
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| It dried out a long time ago
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| Before the rain, before the snow
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| I can finally let go
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| Been hanging in a tree for so long
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| Better off on dirty ground
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| Sight is narrow, there’s no sound — curious
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| Sight is narrow, there’s no sound — she’s gone
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| Sight is narrow, there’s no sound — restless
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| Sight is narrow, there’s no sound — she’s gone
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| Thread by thread
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| Vulnerable
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| Take a bow
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| Can’t crack now
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| Sight is narrow, there’s no sound — curious
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| Sight is narrow, there’s no sound — she’s gone
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| Sight is narrow, there’s no sound — restless
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| Sight is narrow, there’s no sound — restless
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| So tender
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| On the limit to take it
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| Take a bow
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| Can’t crack now
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| Sight is narrow, there’s no sound — curious
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| Sight is narrow, there’s no sound — she’s gone
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| Sight is narrow, there’s no sound — restless
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| Sight is narrow, there’s no sound — she’s gone |