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You see me walk |
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You see me fall |
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You touch the tears upon my face |
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I taste your words |
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I smell you fear |
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I feel your bitter sweet embrace |
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Nothing mentioned, nothing gained |
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You're here and then your gone |
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Your complications keep me sane |
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We're cold and intimate |
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I watch the news |
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I hear your words |
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I smell the lies beneath your smile |
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You hesitate, you deviate |
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From pictures filled with silence |
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Nothing mentioned, nothing gained |
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We're here and then we're gone |
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A simple world appears insane |
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But we're cold and intimate |
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We search within |
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We search without |
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We touch the corners of our minds |
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We play our lives |
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Deceive our friends |
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We taste the fruit of our own lies |
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Pointless ventures |
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Endless games |
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We were never here at all |
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Nothing in this world could change |
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Are we cold and intimate |
