| Used to save my arrows for you
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| To shoot you down from the sky
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| Until it came
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| Aimed at myself the whole time, the whole time
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| Hey, revelator man
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| Made from my own two hands
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| You were the wrong of a right
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| Wrong of a right broken intention
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| I walked a line line line between
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| A lovely ghost and the real thing
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| Oh, what a mirror mirror mirror I praise
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| Giving new names to old ways
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| I had never meant to cause you harm
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| Deciding who you’d be
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| Wait for me inside the rubble’s arms
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| Gather the parts worth saving
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| Hey, revelator man
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| Made from my own two hands
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| You were the wrong of a right
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| Wrong of a right broken intention
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| Selfish and faithful
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| It all looks the same now
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| But I’ll break my lungs 'til
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| We figure this out
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| Selfish and faithful
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| It all looks the same now
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| But I’ll break my lungs 'til
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| We figure this out
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| Selfish and faithful
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| It all looks the same now
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| But I’ll break my lungs 'til
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| We figure this out |