| I thought I saw a man brought to life
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| He was warm, he came around like he was dignified
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| He showed me what it was to cry
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| Well you couldn't be that man I adored
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| You don't seem to know, don't seem to care what your heart is for
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| But I don't know him anymore
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| There's nothing where he used to lie
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| My conversation has run dry
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| That's what's going on, nothing's fine I'm torn
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| I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
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| I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
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| Illusion never changed into something real
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| I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
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| You're a little late, I'm already torn
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| So I guess the fortune teller's right
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| Should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
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| But you crawled beneath my veins and now
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| I don't care, I have no luck, I don't miss it all that much
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| There's just so many things that I can't touch, I'm torn
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| I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
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| I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
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| Illusion never changed into something real
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| I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
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| You're a little late, I'm already torn. |
| Torn.
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| There's nothing where he used to lie
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| My inspiration has run dry
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| That's what's going on, nothings right, I'm torn
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| I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
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| I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
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| Illusion never changed into something real
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| I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
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| I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
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| I'm cold and I'm ashamed bound and broken on the floor
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| You're a little late, I'm already torn... Torn... Oh!.. |