I don't cry
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I'm not calm!
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I ask you to cover my eyes with your hand.
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There are two of you.
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Memories will cover sadness
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Sometimes
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I'm exhausted and quiet.
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With you
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Your heroes of the color of a different blood -
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Like paranoia
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But I'm calm (Yeah, so what)
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Yes, I do not argue
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Breaking is not building.
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I ask you to cover my eyes with your hand.
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Here it is - my stele of memory.
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Wait!
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You tried so hard to know that abode.
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So here's to you!
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Grab everything you need
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Just leave that warmth
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that I once gave.
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Leave faith!
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My faith is stronger than the wind
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That tears to shreds outbursts of bestial anger.
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Leave time
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To fill in the gaps.
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Erase the picture files
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What he painted with watercolors.
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Smile, her eyes, her lips!
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I don't want to hurt it
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I don't want to break my hands
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I don't want to be plush -
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I want to stay!
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Let the puppet
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Let it break...
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But it's faster.
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Just what I need.
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Just withdraw into yourself
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Just be psycho.
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Maybe that's better?
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Don't know...
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But again I remember the past.
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It's a shame it's not good.
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Autumn has unraveled.
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lonely moorings
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Remember the joy of your eyes.
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Autumn separating,
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Flipping through the diaries of happiness.
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Autumn for two
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This story was written by two
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And they quarreled.
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Such a final - At what cost?
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Is it worth
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Blame the sky, call an ambulance?
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Wait!
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You can't wash away my pain with an empty tear.
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Spreading my wings
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I'll be real (bet)
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An empty line in your new history.
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Blind longing and naked truth.
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I ask you to cover my eyes with your hand. |
(please you)
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Autumn has unraveled.
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lonely moorings
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Remember the joy of your eyes.
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Autumn separating,
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Flipping through the diaries of happiness.
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Autumn for two
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Autumn has unraveled.
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lonely moorings
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Remember the joy of your eyes.
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(You know, they still remember the joy of your eyes)
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Autumn separating,
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Flipping through the diaries of happiness.
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Autumn for two |