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As I look into the mirror all I see is a shadow of what I used to be |
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This is I - strangled in conformity |
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Somewhere deep within, I know the embers glow but the flames refuse to burn |
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This is I - dying while trying to live |
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All I want is to spread the wings of passion |
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And break free |
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Unfold my leaves like a rose in spring |
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And be free |
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Stripped of every dream, every vision |
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Emptiness walks with me |
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I've looked on my life as a detached spectator |
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Watched the passion die away |
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A weakened creature is what's left of me, my existence is merely tragedy |
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I tremble as I realise that none of my dreams were fulfilled |
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Locked up, fucked up... I fear the end is near |
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I hate myself for what I have done |
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I want to spread my forgotten wings of passion |
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And break free |
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Unfold my leaves like a rose in spring |
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But this is I - dead among the dead |