| Two candles in a pitch black room
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| I turn to shy away from you
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| We’re brighter than we used to be
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| Still shadows walking in between
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| Just like me, me, me, me, me
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| Just like me, me, me, me, me
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| You’re just like, like me, me, me, me, me
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| Just like me, me, me, me, me
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| You’re just like, like
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| Wait a second
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| Wait a second
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| Wait a second
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| Two lighters in an open field
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| Illusions always seem so real
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| But diamonds never turn to gold
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| There’s some things we were never told
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| Just like me, me, me, me, me
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| Just like me, me, me, me, me
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| You’re just like, like me, me, me, me, me
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| Just like me, me, me, me, me
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| You’re just like, like
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| Wait a second
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| Wait a second
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| Wait a second
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| You’re just like, like
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| Me, me, me, me, me
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| Me, me, me, me, me
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| Me, me, me, me, me
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| Me, me
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| Just like me, me, me, me, me
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| Me, me, me, me, me
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| Me, me, me, me, me
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| Me, me
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| Just like
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| Just like
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| Just like
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| Just like
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| Just like me, me, me, me, me, me
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| Just like
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| Just like
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| Just like
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| Just like
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| Just like me, me, me, me, me, me |