| Temporary like a prisma
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| Being involved and being ignored
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| But your broken glass charisma
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| Is my one and only source
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| Circularly you remember
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| Maybe you or me or both
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| Sorry you, sorry me
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| Prolly (?) fail resume indoors
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| Distance grows…(?)
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| Pieces we can’t replace
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| Minds unconnectable
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| Time is unproveable
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| Contradictions you say
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| We save …(?)
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| So your static empty words
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| Just wishes all above (?)
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| Our bodies are paralyzing us
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| Selling our souls otherwise
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| Feet crippled wind and fertilize
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| Selling our souls otherwise
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| Our bodies are paralyzing us
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| Selling our souls otherwise
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| Feet crippled wind and fertilize
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| Selling our souls otherwise
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| Free our horses, my pretender
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| Don´t you let them go astray
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| Colours flash the only minded
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| Colours fade
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| Distance grows…(?)
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| Pieces we can’t replace
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| Minds unconnectable
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| Time is unproveable
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| Contradictions you say
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| We save …(?)
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| So your static empty words
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| Just wishes all above (?)
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| Our bodies are paralyzing us
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| Selling our souls otherwise
|
| Feet crippled wind and fertilize
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| Selling our souls otherwise
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| Our bodies are paralyzing us
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| Selling our souls otherwise
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| Feet crippled wind and fertilize
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| Selling our souls otherwise |