| You’ve been my last outpost
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| Before the wild open sea
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| Suddenly promising rescue when I
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| Was just about to give in
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| But could it be, could it be
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| I just fooled myself
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| I’ve been your last wall of defense
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| Against the truth flooding in
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| You were dying of thirst and so gladly you drank
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| When I offered you poison for wine
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| But could it be, could it be
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| You just fooled yourself
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| From where I stand
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| It all seems pretty clear
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| From where I stand
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| There is not much left but fear
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| Not much left but fear…
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| Of being alone once again
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| So we close our eyes and count slowly to ten
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| Giving truth time enough to get out of our sight
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| And when we seek we make sure we don’t find
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| If ignorance was really bliss
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| Then the world’s seen no happier couple than this
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| You and I struggling to not get too close
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| While our hearts are so firmly entwined
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| We’re a match made in heaven
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| For a life down in hell
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| A broken promise to ease each other’s pain
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| A cure failing to deliver relief
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| So could it be, could it be
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| We just fooled ourselves
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| From where I stand
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| It all seems pretty clear
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| From where I stand
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| There is not much left but fear
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| Not much left but fear…
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| Of being alone once again
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| So we close our eyes and count slowly to ten
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| Giving truth time enough to get out of our sight
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| And when we seek we make sure we don’t find
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| If ignorance was really bliss
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| Then the world’s seen no happier couple than this
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| You and I struggling to not get too close
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| While our hearts are so firmly entwined
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| So we are watching our world slowly turn into grey
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| While fear drives its claws
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| Deeper into our flesh with every new day
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| From where I stand
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| It all seems pretty clear
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| From where I stand
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| There is not much left but fear
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| Not much left but fear…
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| Of being alone once again
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| So we close our eyes and count slowly to ten
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| Giving truth time enough to get out of our sight
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| And when we seek we make sure we don’t find
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| If ignorance was really bliss
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| Then the world’s seen no happier couple than this
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| You and I struggling to not get too close
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| While our hearts are so firmly entwined
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| So we are watching our world slowly turn into grey |