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Don't be sad, keep smiling, leave this open to communicate |
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Lying there on the desk you left a letter, when |
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I touched it, it shivered in my hand |
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I rub the surface to see your face in the mirror, translation lost me in a crowded room |
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Leave exposed the wounded, look down kids it starts to decompose |
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Looking for some meaning or recognition and your eyes are as blank as my hidden heart |
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I rub the surface to see your trace in the mirror, translation lost me in a crowded room |
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If you want to believe everything you say, it keeps you high and in control |
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What I can't understand is why you would want to give the impression of a young lost soul |
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In the end you lack a stance on important subjects that you've lost, it's like you're out of control |
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Then you turn round, my head cracks like it's for the millionth time again (Liberate the illiterate) |
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And you wanted to jump half a canyon, |
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I'm at least a companion to it all (Liberate the illiterate) |
