| Appearance is deceptive
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| So perfect in disguise
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| There’s more than what you see
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| A semblance is protective
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| A blinder for the eyes
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| A place to hide and flee
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| Flee and you’ll never see
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| What you’re going to be
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| If you throw away the key
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| The truth from the past you can’t make it last
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| Appearance is deceptive
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| So perfect in disguise
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| There’s more than what you see
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| A semblance is protective
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| A blinder for the eyes
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| A place to hide and flee
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| Flee and walk away
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| From what you are this day
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| If you are afraid to stay
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| The truth from the past you can’t make it last
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| Beyond the shore the sea is filled up
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| With sentiment and strength
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| Here lie the thoughts imprisoned
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| A field of forces and laments
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| How can we hide here
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| We need to change our ways
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| How can we tell lies here
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| We turn our eyes away
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| From the truth, from the past
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| You cannot make it last
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| Appearance is deceptive
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| So perfect in disguise
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| There’s more than what you see
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| A semblance is protective
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| A blinder for the eyes
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| A place to hide and flee
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| If you do not cease to run away from truth
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| You will never see the shadow
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| Of your dying youth
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| A facade is what we all possess
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| But on the inside it stays a mess
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| Superficial changes won’t recall the past
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| Don’t deny the clock is ticking
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| And it’s racing fast
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| Fading tokens of our latter days
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| Make us think we need to change our ways
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| Deep, the feelings hide
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| They’re wasted from within
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| And my shell will never break
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| The truth from the past you can’t make it last
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| Beyond the shore the sea is filled up
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| With sentiment and strength
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| Here lie the thoughts imprisoned
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| A field of forces and laments
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| Appearance is deceptive
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| So perfect in disguise
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| A place to flee and hide and run away
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| Lift the shadow |