| Hey!
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| You’re living in a dream
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| You’re burning all the oxygen here in your little room
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| Waiting for sleep to come
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| Maybe
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| You’re more than what it seems
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| Somewhere among the piles of ashes and broken glass
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| There is a sweet thing
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| So welcome to the party dreamer, it’s nice to meet you
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| You’ve got the world on your shoulders
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| What did they do to you to make
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| You hide your beautiful self with …
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| Barricades
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| Snakes crawling through ancient stones
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| Nobody’s holding your hand, no one’s making it easy
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| But I believe
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| You’ve got more power in the twist of one finger
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| Than all the tyrants and predators
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| The hypocrites will not rest at ease
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| A darker truth will bow down to you
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| I can only see you in silhouette
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| Turn yourself to the light so I can see your face
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| Only broken moments are sacrosanct
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| Turn yourself to the light so I can see your face
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| Your beautiful face, your beautiful face, your beautiful face
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| Behind those barricades
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| If you walk with barricades
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| You need a gimlet stare
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| You need a reptile handshake, the revolution
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| Singing kumbaya
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| 'cause one day they gonna throw their secrets back on your shoulders
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| You turn the old television off
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| The lion opens it’s mouth to roar, but someone’s shaking your shoulders
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| I can only see you in silhouette
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| Turn yourself to the light so I can see your face
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| Only broken moments are sacrosanct
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| Turn yourself to the light so I can see your face
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| Your beautiful face, your beautiful face, your beautiful face
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| Behind those barricades
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| (fade in …)
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| I can only see you in silhouette
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| Turn yourself to the light so I can see your face
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| Only broken moments are sacrosanct
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| Turn yourself to the light so I can see your face
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| Your beautiful face, your beautiful face, your beautiful face
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| Behind those barricades |