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I'm speaking with my silent friends |
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They are only shadows of which they once were |
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Looking answers for my life |
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Is this end of my might? |
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Tell me darling, are you truly happy now? |
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You made machine from our love |
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'Cause I, I'm only your doll! |
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And I, I'm only your stripper |
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Play with me and throw away |
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And pick up next in line |
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Again I'm talking with my silent friends |
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They stay quiet as always before |
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I'm talking but hearing nothing |
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My own dialogue with broken mirror |
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How could our synthetic paradise be like this? |
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How could we end like this? |
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How could we play our cards like this? |
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How could I fall to hell like this? |
