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Thought I saw a man brought to life |
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Yeah, he was warm, he came around, like he was dignified |
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He showed me what it was to cry |
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Well, you couldn't be that man I adored |
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You don't seem to know or seem to care what your heart is for |
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I don't know him anymore |
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There's nothing where he used to lie |
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My conversation has run dry |
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That's what's going on |
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Nothing's fine I'm torn |
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I'm all out of faith |
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This is how I feel |
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I'm cold and I am shamed, lying naked on the floor |
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Illusion never changed |
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Into something real |
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I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn |
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You're a little late |
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I'm already torn |
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So, I guess the fortune teller's right |
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I should have seen just what was there and not some holy light |
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But you crawled beneath my veins and now |
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I don't care, I have no luck |
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I don't miss it all that much |
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There are just so many things |
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That I can't touch, I'm torn |
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I'm all out of faith |
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This is how I feel |
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I'm cold and I am shamed, lying naked on the floor |
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Illusion never changed |
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Into something real |
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I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn |
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You're a little late |
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I'm already torn |
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That's what's going on |
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Nothing's right, I'm torn |
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I'm all out of faith |
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This is how I feel |
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I'm cold and I am shamed, lying naked on the floor |
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Illusion never changed |
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Into something real |
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I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn |
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I'm all out of faith |
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This is how I feel |
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I'm cold and I'm ashamed, bound and broken on the floor |
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You're a little late |
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I'm already torn |
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It's too late, I'm torn |