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This mirror seems to be |
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A bottomless well |
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A world of no return |
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Sometimes you think it's me |
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But how can you tell |
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The difference between |
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Things I said and what I meant |
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If words are only turning jewels into stones |
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And I don't know |
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What it is that you want me to say |
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Now that we've lost the way? |
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Where do we go from here? |
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Where do we go from here? |
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If you feel that living this way is not the answer |
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Where do we go from here? |
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Days get colder |
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Times get hard so please don't leave me now |
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See the loner |
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He's running out of time and reasons |
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Where do we go from here? |
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Where do we go from here? |
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Though the mirror shows there's an open road |
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It's too far to go when I've got this load on me |
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Where do we go from here? |
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Where do we go from here? |
