| I asked myself why this is happening
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| Behind my wall I can’t reply
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| I taste the colours and start panicking
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| Scared to believe that I may shine
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| Can’t see past the carnage I have created in my mind
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| Forever forgetting to myself I must be kind
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| Nayana, no one will ever see through my eyes
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| Nayana, you have yours, these eyes are mine
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| One hundred years inside a garden
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| Thinking the flowers had no scent
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| Smashing the water for its honesty
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| Boundlessly swimming in repent
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| Can’t see past the carnage I have created in my mind
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| Forever forgetting to myself I must be kind
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| Nayana, no one will ever see through my eyes
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| Nayana, you have yours, these eyes are mine
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| Nayana, Nayana, Nayana, Nayana
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| Can’t see past the carnage I have created in my mind
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| Forever forgetting to myself I must be kind
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| Nayana, no one will ever see through my eyes
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| Nayana, you have yours, these eyes are mine! |