| When you were young you felt so old
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| Held a lifetime in your bones
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| Spent your years wishing you could disappear
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| Like breathe on the bedroom mirror
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| Phantom limb, Vanishing Twin
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| In a room without a view
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| You forget what you never knew
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| But you never leave it all behind
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| Memory and the muscle binds?
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| Phantom limb, Vanishing Twin
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| When you’re grown never leave your home
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| Papa comes when you close your eyes?
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| Swim silent through a sea of sound
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| Never to be found
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| Phantom limb, Vanishing Twin
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| If you could, you would flip that switch
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| If you could, you would flick your wrist
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| Cross your fingers, in that trick?
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| See the one who ceased to exist
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| To be a ghost, a relic, an apparition
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| A figment of the imagination
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| To walk the halls, to walk through walls
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| To disappear, never to be seen again |