| Call in the social
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| Call in the mediation
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| How else can a shadow
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| Behind her not follow
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| Call on the lonely
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| A plea for you to befriend her
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| Make only you feel better
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| Make only you
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| Nothing outside will care enough
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| Nothing outside will care enough
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| Nothing outside will care enough
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| Nothing outside of you
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| This trail that you’re treading
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| Is one flicked switch awaiting many
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| The coils, the echoes rattling
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| I hope the fears are buried beneath my love
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| My love, love is the everchanging spectrum of a lie
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| A lie, a lie to hide behind when nothing’s right
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| You take form with ink and blood
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| Can’t you see I’m good?
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| Nothing outside will care enough
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| Nothing outside will care enough
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| Nothing outside of you
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| The dangers of showing
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| The dangers of showing
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| The dangers of showing
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| The dangers of showing
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| The dangers of showing
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| Any kind of weakness
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| Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
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| The dangers of showing
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| The dangers of showing
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| Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
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| Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
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| Oh, just to forget you’re born
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| Just to forget you’re born
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| Just to forget you’re born
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| Just to forget you’re born
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| Just to forget you’re born
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| Just to forget you’re born
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| Nothing outside
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| Nothing outside
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| Nothing outside |