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Was it everything they told you? |
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Was it all the things they promised you? |
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Was it everything they told you? |
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Was it everything they said it would be? |
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Strange things move in the corner of my eyes |
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And the sky never looked so white and pretty |
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Tiny figures crawl upon my sterile flesh |
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There's a hole in the world and it keeps getting bigger |
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Was it everything you hoped for? |
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Was it all the things you prayed for? |
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Was it everything you hoped for? |
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Was it everything you thought it would be? |
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How can you love it? |
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How can you believe it? |
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How can you need it |
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When there's nothing there? |
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In space where the stars are dead now |
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The man in the moon still has a wicked face |
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But the more you reach for the heavens above |
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The more you'll hate your own pitiful love |
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Like a river flowing around me |
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Mirror's paradise |
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Pulling me in it's wake |
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Mirror's paradise |
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How can you love it? |
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How can you believe it? |
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How can you need it |
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When there's nothing there? |
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I want to show you something so much better |
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I'll make the world seem a little bit deader |
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You smile but it's all despair |
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You love but there's nothing there |
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Like a river flowing around me |
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Mirror's paradise |
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Pulling me in it's wake |
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Mirror's paradise |
