| I think I missed you in the elevator
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| I think I missed you when I shot too high
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| Just like the bullet in the temple baby
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| I really miss your eyes
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| I know I missed you in Andalusia
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| I think I missed you when I took my time
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| Just like that photograph that Carroll drew ya
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| I think my shot was wide
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| Mirror mirror on the wall
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| Tell me why you make things fall
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| Mirror mirror look at me
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| Tell me why we disagree
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| It’s so complicated
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| Just when you think you’ve got the one in sight
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| He starts to run into the crowd of cages
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| With all that bleeding light
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| I think I’ve got the combination
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| I think I’ve got my settings straight
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| I measured time like he was half-crustacean
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| And now he makes me wait
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| Mirror mirror on the wall
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| Tell me why you make things fall
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| Mirror mirror look at me
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| Tell me why we disagree
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| I’ve resorted to aphorisms
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| Somewhere between love and jism
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| Stolen like the blanket I stain on bended knee
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| I’m afraid of my own drop shadow
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| I’m frozen by the coming youth
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| I’d like to see the dotted line
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| Between flies and truth
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| Mirror mirror on the wall
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| Tell me why you make things fall
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| Mirror mirror look at me
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| Tell me why we disagree |