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And it's the same foregone conclusion |
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All the things hurt when I was young |
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It's the sample of delusion |
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Spit from everybody's tongue |
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And I don't know how to be another |
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Don't know how to be the one |
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Oh, I have only just discovered who I am |
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And where I'm coming from |
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If you could see me now |
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There'd be no purpose left to try and figure out |
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If you could see me now |
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You would be the last one in or out |
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And we can talk about solutions |
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'Til we're red or blue in the face |
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And we can stare at our illusions |
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And just smile 'til the mirror breaks |
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And I don't know how to be another |
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Don't know how to be the one |
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Oh, I have only just discovered who I am |
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And what I have become |
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If you could see me now |
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There'd be no purpose left to try and figure out |
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If you could see me now |
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You would be the last one in or out |
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There's no accounting the days |
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When you uncover what I see |
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And are you going away? |
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I swear it's only your mistake |
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If you could see me now |
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There'd be no purpose left to try and figure out |
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If you could see me now |
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You would be the last one in or out |
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If you could see me now |
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There'd be no purpose left to try and figure out |
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If you could see me now |
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You would be the last one in or out |
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If you could see me now |
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There'd be no purpose left to try and figure out |
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If you could see me now |
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You would be the last one in or out |