| Reality folds
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| Massive great crack in mirror world
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| The black hole exerts her attraction
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| My victor collapses its hold
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| And time explodes
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| All known perimeters broken
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| Change is the only equation
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| A piece is a part of the hole
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| If you come back to my house
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| I’ll make some coffee and some toast
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| If you come back to my house
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| I’ll make some coffee and some toast
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| If you come back to my house
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| If you come back to my house
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| If you come back to my house
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| If you come back to my house
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| There’s nowhere to go
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| Fall through the holes in the fabric
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| If you have magic then use it
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| Nothing to lose but control
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| Reality folds
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| Every non-law must be broken
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| Every defence is just token
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| Some pieces apart of the hole
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| If you come back to my house
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| I’ll make some coffee and some toast
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| If you come back to my house
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| I’ll make some coffee and some toast
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| If you come back to my house
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| If you come back to my house
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| If you come back to my house
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| If you come back to my house
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| If you come back to my house
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| If you come back to my house
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| If you come back to my house
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| If you come back to my house |