| I saw the part of you
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| That only when you’re older you will see too
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| You will see too
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| I held the better cards
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| But every stroke of luck has got a bleed through
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| It’s got a bleed through
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| You held the balance of the time
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| That only blindly I could read you
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| But I could read you
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| It’s like you told me
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| Go forward slowly
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| It’s not a race to the end
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| Well you look like yourself
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| But you’re somebody else
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| Only it ain’t on the surface
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| Well you talk like yourself
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| No, I hear someone else though
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| Now you’re making me nervous
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| You were the better part
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| Of every bit of beating heart that I had
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| Whatever I had
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| I finally sat alone
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| Pitch black flesh and bone
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| Couldn’t believe that you were gone
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| Well you look like yourself
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| But you’re somebody else
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| Only it ain’t on the surface
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| Well you talk like yourself
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| No, I hear someone else though
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| Now you’re making me nervous
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| Well you look like yourself
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| But you’re somebody else
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| Only it ain’t on the surface
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| Well you talk like yourself
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| No, I hear someone else though
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| Now you’re making me nervous
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| Where are we?
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| Where are we?
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| Well you look like yourself
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| But you’re somebody else
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| Only it ain’t on the surface
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| Well you talk like yourself
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| No, I hear someone else though
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| Now you’re making me nervous
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| Well you look like yourself
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| But you’re somebody else
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| Only it ain’t on the surface
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| Well you talk like yourself
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| No, I hear someone else though
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| Now you’re making me nervous
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| I saw the part of you that only when you’re older
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| You will see too, you will see too |