| At the distance of a lens view
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| You keep your secrets I hunt you
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| In the smoke of red room light
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| There’s a chapel of your life
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| I stand alone beyond this line
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| That came from the dusk of your life
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| I haunted you and learned your steps
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| All your habits all regrets
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| And i know you are there
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| I feel your sweet scent in the air
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| And I’m afraid to be spotted
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| Although this is what I want
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| And you know I’m hiding here
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| These relations are so unreal
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| And you wanna be spotted
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| This is what you’re craving for
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| I cannot leash obsessive thoughts
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| I’m under threat between two worlds
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| My obsession sleeps until
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| I wanna touch don’t wanna feel
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| I sneak into your special place
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| To get to know your own space
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| I stare at walls I’m petrified
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| They’re full of photos of my life
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| And i know you are there
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| I feel your sweet scent in the air
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| And I’m afraid to be spotted
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| Although this is what I want
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| And you know I’m hiding here
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| These relations are so unreal
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| And you wanna be spotted
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| This is what you’re craving for |