| An overcoat of white that hides the blackness that is really what you are
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| Behind the mask that you display
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| Now it’s over
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| You’d like to think that you’re a god to all of us, but you’re falling, falling
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| So transparent, and it took me this long to see you’re nothing, nothing
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| Cowardly affair-this game you play with souls that trust that way you do and
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| Say is really true
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| We spin around the sun that feeds the dreams that come undone by fear and
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| Innocence is lost before it blooms
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| But it’s over
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| In all your glory, you’re exposed for what you are and you’re falling, falling
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| So transparent, in my ever-waking world, and you’re nothing, nothing
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| Can’t you see the fog is lifting, in the light the world is shifting out of
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| What you tried to make it, into what you fear
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| You’d like to think that you’re a god to all of us, but you’re falling, falling
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| So transparent, and it took me this long to see you’re nothing, nothing |