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The eyes, looking so cold |
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Condemn failure |
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And seek for perfection |
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What will never be attained |
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They're judging the denying face which stares back |
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A bewildered revelation |
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Show me objectivity |
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And let these eyes judge again |
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You cannot touch what you can't ever obtain |
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I'm inexhaustible |
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As well as empty in my bitter search |
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My words are yours, |
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my voice speaks for your thoughts |
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I am your mirror without remorse, |
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your reflection without doubts |
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I fall and fall |
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I must learn from the bruises |
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The scars will be my guide |
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There's no excuse in ignorance |
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No time for weakness or regret |
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Face your mirror without doubt |
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Your reflection without remorse |
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If knowledge was wisdom |
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And wisdom the key to inner rest |
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Teach me... |
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I fall and fall |
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I must learn from the bruises |
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The scars will be my guide |
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I fall and fall |
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I must learn from the bruises |
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The scars will be my guide |
