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I think I seem to be a mystery |
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Sven spied by the given eye |
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I'm telling tales of memories |
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Songs of birds softly outlined |
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I feel strange |
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Do you know me? |
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I recognize those eyes |
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There's something of me out there in between the trees but I don't believe |
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I can give the thought the time |
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I don't believe |
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I can give the thought the time |
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Puzzled with no peace |
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I feel strange |
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Do you know me? |
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I recognize those eyes |
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Something's coming over me like I've lost my mind but the world is open wide |
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Doctor, doctor |
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What's my status? |
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Will I stand or will I fall? |
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I can stand here blankly, |
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I can hold my breath, |
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I can even not exist at all |
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Doctor, doctor |
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Can you read me? |
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You've said the signs and I've got them all |
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Radio, radio |
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Can you hear my swan song? |
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Radio, radio |
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Can you hear my swan song? |
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I'm at it again |
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I'm at it again |
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I took my feet off |
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I took my legs off |
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I ripped my guts out |
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I peeled my skin off |
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I ripped my throat out |
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I pulled my eyes out |
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I ripped my heart out |
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I took my face off |
