| The lighting is set, are we ready to play out the scene?
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| Discarding direction, instinctively playing the leads
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| Cast in dangerous roles, cameos of us in our lives
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| Try to outshine the spotlights, lines we’ve improvised
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| Precious lies, words that we say to ease our minds
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| Hide our face behind a mask contrived
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| To lose ourselves a thousand times inside
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| This is where we draw the line
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| There’s nothing else to give but what you see
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| Only sacrifice in blood and tears
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| Silver flickering lights, impressions unfold on the screen
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| Silhouetted in half-truths, bathe in the glow of a silver dream
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| Living life off the stage, tragedy to victory
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| Shadows of past lives in the final scenes
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| Precious lies, words that we say to ease our minds
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| Hide our face behind a mask contrived
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| To lose ourselves a thousand times inside
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| This is where we draw the line
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| There’s nothing else to give but what you see
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| Only sacrifice in blood and tears
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| Precious lies, words that we say to ease our minds
|
| Hide our face behind a mask contrived
|
| To lose ourselves a thousand times inside
|
| This is where we draw the line
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| There’s nothing else to give but what you see
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| Only sacrifice and tears
|
| Precious lies, words that we say to ease our minds
|
| Hide our face behind a mask contrived
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| To lose ourselves a thousand times inside
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| This is where we draw the line
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| There’s nothing else to give but what you see
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| Only sacrifice in blood and tears |