| You are the prisoner
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| And you are the guard
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| You are the one who constructed the bars
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| And despite this protection
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| You still end up scarred
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| Cos people are people
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| They are who they are
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| I was no better or worse than the fray
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| Who did conspire to take you and hide you away
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| But I never wanted you to suffocate
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| Or burry you under I never once said a…
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| Lie in your own bed
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| The one that you’ve made there
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| Wrap yourself up in the comfort of despair
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| That way you need never share
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| You’ll never be forced to care
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| You can just sit there an stare
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| At your own beautiful hair
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| Because there’s little else there
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| When your world comes crashing down
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| Don’t ever think back
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| And don’t remeber me
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| And all the things we could have seen
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| Those days were long ago and things were different then
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| And when your world comes crashing down
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| Your looks have faded and only worry lines remain
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| Expression lost and drained
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| Your passions unfulfilled just an amply shell remains
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| And when, when your world comes
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| Crashing down don’t cry
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| Don’t look down
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| You should dry
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| Those once pretty eyes
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| Cos you have lost the right
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| The right to cry
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| Hold me like you used to do again
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| Hold me like you used to do my friend
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| Again…
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| I was only saying
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| Perhaps I went too far
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| I was only praying
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| That you would invite me to your arms
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| I was only saying
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| Perhaps it’s time for me to leave
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| I was only praying
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| That somehow you would look behind
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| My eyes and you would see
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| But you don’t
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| I’m haunted by the things that we left behind
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| And try as I might I just can’t get you out of my mind
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| You read all the wrong signs
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| Projection projection projection but they weren’t right
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| You’ll find given the time
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| That I was all of the things you were trying to find |