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Should we care for insincerity |
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While we are floating away |
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And the faces pass us by |
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Should we care for this insanity |
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Destroying fears anyway |
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When curing is just a fake |
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When all desire is denied |
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Will we mind the instability |
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When hurting eyes can see |
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And cruelty overflows |
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Changing shapes, resembling constancy |
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But hiding at home in bed |
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Thinking aloud but speaking silently |
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All you need is |
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Lies |
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Retouching all your tears, ideas will rise, you'll overcome the years with |
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Lies |
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Retouching all your fears and you will rise |
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And overcome the tears |
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Purging out the rigid old beliefs |
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And realise what's new |
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Never justify yourself |
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If you could gain fame enough |
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To beg for understanding |
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But you'd never really care |
