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In between the truth |
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And what I see or what |
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I feel or what |
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I've become |
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Is still an aching need |
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And I'm hardly even alive |
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I'm feeling like a murderous vine |
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You are my mirror |
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And I'm on my knees pleading |
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You are my mirror |
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Oh, don't stop loving me |
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I can see the changes within me |
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What I feel or what |
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I need or what |
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I've become |
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I still feel |
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I'm your slave and |
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I hardly ever lie |
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I need you like my faith in the divine |
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You are my mirror |
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And I'm on my knees bleeding |
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You are my mirror |
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Oh, don't stop loving me |
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You are my mirror |
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And I'm on my knees pleading |
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You are my mirror |
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And you want a hero |
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It's what |
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I fear... |