| And you, you and I
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| Will see, we’ll see this to the end
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| And you, you and I
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| Will be, will be the end of everything
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| You only see what you want to see, when you look at me
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| Your mind is your own prison
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| Step outside into this prism
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| You say what you want to say
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| And you will die that way
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| Take a breath and keep on living
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| Step outside into this prism
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| And you, you and I
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| Will see, we’ll see perspectives bend
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| And you, you and I
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| Will be, will be the death of every dream
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| Broad spectrum
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| Tap to collect ‘em
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| Attract ‘em like crack and attack to correct ‘em
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| A fact in a fax like a bat to the septum
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| A tax on a flag to neglect ‘em
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| You only see what you want to see, when you look at me
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| Your mind is your own prison
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| Step outside into this prism
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| You only say what you want to say
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| And you will die that way
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| Take a breath and keep on living
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| Step outside into this prism
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| The cost of freedom isn’t cheap
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| I’ll show you what it means to me
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| As I peer into the void, my sight is multiplied |