| I believe
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| That deep inside you want to see
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| I can feel
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| The poisons that you breathe are real
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| You can change reality that you sustain
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| You concede
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| To anything that you believe
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| Please don’t leave me words to cope with
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| Painted lies on walls of hope and
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| Wasted days for us to grieve
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| There is more to this
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| Than you believe
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| I can see
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| The end of this inevitably
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| Stay right here
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| Inverted and away from fear
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| You maintain the emptiness that I contain
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| You are free
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| Please be what you can choose to be
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| Throw away your words of greed
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| Hold onto the things you need
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| Perfect days and sympathy
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| Or dreams inside your «happy sea» |