| On the surface everything is fine
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| But disaster struck behind these well known lines
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| No more lies
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| A placid applause
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| A puzzled wink
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| A blushing thrill
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| Even in the blink of an eye
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| The chaos won’t stand still
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| It’s the terrible truth that hurts the most
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| Should I even stay?
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| It’s the beautiful fool that gets too close
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| I’m here wasting away
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| One, two
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| It’s getting too much for me to
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| Three, four
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| Keep on chasing the floor
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| You know that
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| It’s the terrible truth that hurts the most
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| Trust when I say, we’ll find a remedy
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| Silver moons faded far too fast
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| Look to overcome, the dead hand of the past
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| No more fouls, no more lies
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| Hard to have one vision
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| When you have four pairs of eyes
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| It’s the terrible truth that hurts the most
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| Should I even stay?
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| It’s the beautiful fool that gets too close
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| I’m here wasting away
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| One, two
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| It’s getting too much for me to
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| Three, four
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| Keep on chasing the floor
|
| You know that
|
| It’s the terrible truth that hurts the most
|
| Trust when I say, we’ll find a remedy
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| A fraught honor can’t atone
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| For a massacre of four that I created alone
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| Paralyzed noise, exhausted by rage
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| Hides in disguise but takes center stage
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| It’s the terrible truth that hurts the most
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| Should I even stay?
|
| It’s the beautiful fool that gets too close
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| I’m here wasting away
|
| One, two
|
| It’s getting too much for me to
|
| Three, four
|
| Keep on chasing the floor
|
| You know that
|
| It’s the terrible truth that hurts the most
|
| Trust when I say, we’ll find a remedy
|
| It’s the terrible truth that hurts the most
|
| Should I even stay?
|
| It’s the beautiful fool that gets too close
|
| I’m here wasting away
|
| One, two
|
| It’s getting too much for me to
|
| Three, four
|
| Keep on chasing the floor
|
| You know that
|
| It’s the terrible truth that hurts the most
|
| Trust when I say, we’ll find a remedy |