| She came on like a storm
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| From the blind side of a memory
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| Soft and warm, left me seasick on the shore
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| She believed she could prove
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| It was her world that i needed
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| But i left her for someone i wanted more
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| Always using clever words to hide the truth
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| Communicating in the ignorance of youth
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| Still i believe that my delusions
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| Are realities within confusion
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| I accept the consequences for my lack of innocence
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| She was wrong, sunshine bright
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| Flaunting careless situations
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| Guarded wit always answering just because
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| Wild cliche, i’m discreet
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| Waking up from perfect dreaming
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| When i realize i want what never was
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| Always using clever words to hide the truth
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| Communicating in the ignorance of youth
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| Still i believe that my delusions
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| Are realities within confusion
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| I accept the consequences for my lack of innocence
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| Why do i just refuse to agree
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| With what i believe?
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| I found myself wandering aimlessly
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| Calling it freedom
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| She came on like a storm
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| From the blind side of a memory
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| Soft and warm, left me seasick on the shore
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| She believed she could prove
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| It was her world that i needed
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| But i left her for someone i wanted more |