| You hold it, in your hands
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| And let it flow, this cruelty
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| Of youth as you fall again
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| Alone, In the compromise of truth
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| It’s in the eyes
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| I can tell, you will always be danger
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| We had it tonight, why do you leave it open?
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| And the stakes remain too high
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| For this silent mind
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| And the shake, the lonely itch
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| That courses down my spine
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| To leave a love divine
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| Don’t leave a love divine
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| Its a water tight excuse
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| It’s in the eyes
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| I can tell, you will always be danger
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| We had it tonight, why do you always seek absolution?
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| It’s in the eyes
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| I can tell you will always be danger
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| How does the earth around your feet
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| Just slip away?
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| And the bandit that greets you in the night
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| With snake eyes, the most precious kind
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| It’s in the eyes!
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| I can tell, you will always be danger!
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| We had it tonight! |
| Why do you always seek absolution?
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| It’s in the eyes!
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| I can tell you will always be danger! |