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Beating with life you promised life, |
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Security, happiness. |
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Unfortunate son cornered, |
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Cowering in the pit of |
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Circling panes of glass that |
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Surround and reveal the ever present 'it'. |
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'it' is my move, my every look, |
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Interpreting gestures, |
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Informing other |
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What's undercover and |
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Lurking beneath my mask |
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Of this year's featured model. |
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Is this too much? |
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Close your eyes. |
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Care to look inside? i am i! |
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What may appear |
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Might easily be explained, |
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But given the situation |
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Of info saturation, |
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What you feel can never go away. |
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Steering perception? i am! |
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Inviting contradiction? i am! |
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It's my insistence |
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You keep your distance |
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From the glare behind my stare. |
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So this is the way |
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The game is played. |
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You can leave now... |
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But i think you'll stay. i am i! |
