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When I'm blind you are not there |
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There's no meaning to the words |
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You said you want to share |
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We, I see you are aware |
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That's the time it seems you are not there |
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You say |
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It's a matter of fate |
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When you say |
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It's another phase |
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When I find |
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You're not all there |
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There's a game within the words beyond compare |
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Now I see you're unaware |
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That's the time it seems you are not there |
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You say |
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It's a matter of fate |
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When you say |
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It's another phase |
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The Last Laugh |
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Swimming in cesspools |
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In a school called a city |
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Now a vacuum |
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An entire room |
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Child speak from two sides |
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They never hide |
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It's sadly bliss |
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They never can see |
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The pace of it |
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I could see myself |
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In a pool of red |
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The chord shipped |
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A duet with ends |
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They never hide |
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It's sadly bliss |
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They never can see |
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The pace of it |
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Cementing the water |
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Pointing one to another |
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With barely an answer |
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Different name the owner |
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They never hide |
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It's sadly bliss |
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They never can see |
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The pace of it |
