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At the wake of the storm |
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Many flurries of cold and furious thoughts |
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Hardly managed to drag me down |
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I heard it all from another room |
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Stolen words from mouths of fools |
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So what else is new? |
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Still they can't keep their cool |
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I live to justify |
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To give the reasons why |
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You won't see right through me |
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See right through me |
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All of this can't be real |
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The poor state that I'm in |
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Discomfort in my sleep |
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May have brought me here |
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All the vows are broken |
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All the guilt that I'm wearin' of bein' here |
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Of bein' here so unprotected |
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I live to justify |
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To give the reasons why |
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You won't see right through me |
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See right through me |
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I live to justify |
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To say the reason why |
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You may sense my fear |
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But you won't see right through me |
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Overhead and closer up there |
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See the earth's fadin' nations |
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Shuttles, spaceships, satellites |
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All gathered up there, hypnotized |
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I may climb the highest fences |
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Face the worthless consequences |
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Obscured, shattered is the sky |
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Another lesson learned in time |
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Many lacks of confidence |
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In hidden useless conversations |
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I live to justify |
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To say the reason why |
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You won't see right through me |
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See right through me |
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I live to justify |
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To say the reason why |
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You may sense my fear |
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But you won't see right through me |