| Half awake
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| Or is it a dream?
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| Run through our story
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| Scene by scene
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| Touched by a picture
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| Of the blind leading the blind
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| Innocences taken
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| Play in my mind
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| Love is one endless goodbye
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| I knew it from the start
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| Coming back to haunt me like a stranger
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| Love is sadness moving fast
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| Pushing from inside
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| Fade away
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| Distant like a stranger
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| Half awake
|
| Or is it a dream?
|
| Run through our story
|
| Scene by scene
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| Gloomy dancing in the rain
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| Playing my game
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| In my dream I feel the pain
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| I know
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| The lie
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| Is blinding
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| I know the truth
|
| Is binding
|
| I know
|
| The lie
|
| Is blinding
|
| I know the truth
|
| Is binding
|
| Love is one endless goodbye
|
| I knew it from the start
|
| Coming back to haunt me like a stranger
|
| Love is/and sadness moving fast
|
| Pushing from inside
|
| Fade away
|
| Distant like a stranger
|
| I know
|
| The lie
|
| Is blinding
|
| I know the truth
|
| Is binding
|
| I know
|
| The lie
|
| Is blinding
|
| I know the truth
|
| Is binding |