| Another day with my obscure reflection I’ll survive
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| An image so grotesque, from dreaming myself I deprive…
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| Spreading the disease
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| Through my lungs I blow to please
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| The necessity to state
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| That I won’t let you down!
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| Tendencies concealed
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| Got no armour nor a shield
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| Still on crutches try to stand
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| I can’t afford to frown!
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| Glasses on the wall
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| Scattered splinters on my floor
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| Like a custom made machine
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| That will inflict the pain
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| Weather is my foe
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| And my cloud is hanging low
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| Broken shelter over me
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| I can’t escape the rain
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| I scream but you don’t hear
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| I’m far but always near
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| Excuses I had none
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| In denial I ran
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| Elusive to your ear
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| Confusing words now clear
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| The justice isn’t done
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| My evil side has won!
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| A burden of my own, my dreadful past I can’t defy!
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| A nail in my flesh for every time I made you cry!
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| Spreading the disease
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| Through my lungs I blow to please
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| The necessity to state
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| That I won’t let you down!
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| Tendencies concealed
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| Got no armour nor a shield
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| Still on crutches try to stand
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| I can’t afford to frown!
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| You thought it’ll disappear
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| But clearly so severe
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| The stain was never gone
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| It just can’t be undone!
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| I whisper in your ear
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| The tragedy of fear
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| The justice of the gun
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| Carved this scar of the sun…
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| A nail in my flesh for every time I made you cry!
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| …And that may sound strange to you
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| But that’s exactly what I see…
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| …And what I see is what I feel!
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| …And what I feel is what counts!
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| …And it’s far beyond you can conceive!
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| …It's far beyond you want to believe!
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| Behind every window of my memory!
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| Over the every day survival!
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| In every corner that the eye can catch!
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| Above everybody else!
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| Above everybody else…
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| I lost! |