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Like a blind man takes pictures |
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We pretended we could see |
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But it took all of our money |
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And it took you and me |
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There's a space in between us |
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But it's not inside my head |
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You can feel it all around you |
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Welcome to the wedge |
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Cos it's black and it's white |
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But invisible |
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So don't sign your name |
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It'll take all your trust if you let it |
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But never the blame |
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Feel the wedge |
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You can look in its face but you can't see its eyes |
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From a dark and vicious circle |
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We were trying to break out |
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So sick and tired of second guessing |
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Dancing to the steps of doubt |
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The changes were blowing |
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Do you remember the hurricane? |
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But when big john took his final swin |
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We knew that nothing stayed the same |
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With a whambamagram it started |
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The saddest of days |
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Don't dare to ask was it worth it |
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I'm too broke to say |
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Feel the wedge... |
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I could take all the bullshit but never the lies |
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Over turns to under |
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Truth becomes a maybe |
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Six and five will still be ten |
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I'ts black and white and |
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It's not here tonight |
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It could be my friend |
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Feel the wedge |
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I have looked in its face |
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But you can't see it's eyes |
