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There are bounds to your uniqueness |
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When I see you drown in the shallows |
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Mirror deep as the skin goes |
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No further glance you dare need |
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And the surface ripples with pleasure |
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No mind within the heart |
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No heart within the mind ever known |
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You have no hope of reality |
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Stuck inside your mirror world infinitely |
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Molded in your image of your fine cast |
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And robbed by the sense of self |
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Praising your godlike stature |
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Another reflection of your batyre |
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By greatness self-compelled |
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No mind within the heart |
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No heart within the mind ever known |
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You have no hope of reality |
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Stuck inside your mirror world infinitely |
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An intoxicating affair |
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An intoxicating affair - with yourself |
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You have no hope of reality |
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Stuck inside your mirror world infinitely |
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With every chance of escape, it pulls you back in |
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With no chance of regret, the addiction persists |
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You're in love with yourself |
