| Everything is blind, the joke wears thin,
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| There’s nowhere else to hide,
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| Your sacred words begin to drown,
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| All reason out of our darkened bed
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| And everything you touch,
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| And everything you find,
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| And everything you feel,
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| And everything in kind
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| And everything you touch,
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| And everything you find,
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| And everything you feel,
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| And everything is blind
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| You want it for yourself,
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| To save your skin,
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| A private paradise,
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| We won’t go in You watch it, you watch it all grow tired,
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| You’re watching,
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| We make the same mistakes
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| As if it’s all my town,
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| There’s nowhere else to take,
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| It all comes round a bout,
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| Wasting all our hearts on something cold like this,
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| Makes me wish the fantasy was a badly written script
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| You want it for yourself,
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| To save your skin,
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| A private paradise,
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| We won’t go in You want it for yourself,
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| To save your skin,
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| A private paradise,
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| We won’t go in You watch it, you watch it all grow tired,
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| You need him,
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| You need him when the same old sun,
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| Keeps blinding your precious tiny mind
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| And everything you touch,
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| And everything you find,
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| And everything you feel,
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| And everything in kind,
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| And everything you touch,
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| And everything you find,
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| And everything you feel,
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| And everything is blind
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| You want it for yourself,
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| To save your skin,
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| A private paradise,
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| We won’t go in… |