| Faces and faces and faces and faces
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| I take the street and you take the cases
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| It was so lonely I couldn’t make it
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| I couldn’t own to the love of a lover
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| Ages and ages and ages and ages
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| Valleys are made by the creeping of glaciers
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| I couldn’t make it better than it would have been
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| I was a lie in the life of another
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| Faces of races and strangers and wasters
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| Beautiful hatred composed into phrases
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| Aching and baseless and faded and famous
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| I could’ve been, what you mean, «What's your quota?»
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| Pages and pages and pages and pages
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| Books set alight in a thousand bright blazes
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| It wasn’t hard, but their heart was breaking
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| I look away to avoid going under
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| If you want I could be
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| Anyone, anything
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| If you know how to see
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| Odyssey, vanity
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| It was all in a high
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| Hold it all on the mind
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| I was young, you were brave
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| I could never be the same
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| Faces and faces and faces and faces
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| Island to hide all the nation’s disgraces
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| I blame the blind with far off gazes
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| Nothing to see and I can’t explain it
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| I crossed the line and I was impatient
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| I couldn’t stay and I couldn’t be baking
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| I took the dead and you took the cages
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| Lies are the best when there’s truth in their making
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| If you ever find you where the suburbs turn to trees
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| And I see now, look around you, whippin', hidin' out for me
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| You were waiting for the sunshine
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| You been waiting for me
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| You were waiting for the fire
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| Time to burn these walls again
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| I bet I can taste it, but the scent is in the air
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| I can hear the robo calling out confused that he’s there
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| And the wind will soon be calling and the room will currently fall
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| You are something you can’t find anywhere in the stars
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| (It will fall)
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| (It will) |