| I cannot reach you caught between
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| The love you hate, the hate you need
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| 'Cause all your life you’ve traded me
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| The freedom for your amnesty
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| The lock and key that keeps you tied to me
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| The days you live and breathe
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| The «might have been» that you pretend
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| So you can cash our past in…
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| Now I stumble slowly forward through the twisted ethic bore you with the
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| details of the me inept but free to push the morals fact debris of scattered
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| ashes you believe after the fashion now I see you for what you came to be in
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| person fact and fiction evolution self-exertion charm them into your submission
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| make them tow the line to the letter better now than later how we stand and
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| take it is the measure of the better man than he who claims to be the thinker
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| blinks to find his fame is never free…
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| I cannot reach you caught between
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| The love you hate, the hate you need
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| 'Cause all your life you’ve traded me
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| The freedom for your amnesty
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| The lock and key that keeps you tied to me
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| The days you live and breathe
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| The «might have been» that you pretend
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| So you can cash our past in…
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| Now I see a life of more than beautiful
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| Where I can be the everything you hide…
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| I cannot reach you caught between
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| The love you hate, the hate you need
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| 'Cause all your life you’ve traded me
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| The freedom for your pride…
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| I cannot reach you caught between
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| The love you hate, the hate you need
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| 'Cause all your life you’ve traded me
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| The freedom for your amnesty
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| The lock and key that keeps you tied to me
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| The days you live and breathe
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| The «might have been» that you pretend
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| So you can cash our past in… |