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Denied, a life in retreat, living on your knees. |
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It's alright, you're still light on your feet, but you can't run from me. |
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Another silent hour, another golden mile, another empty heart, another bitter smile. |
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There's no fight, there's no crushing defeat. |
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It's a lie, run free. |
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But those lies they're precious to me, come along or leave me be. |
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For a silent hour, for a golden mile. |
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There's bliss in this mess, there's madness all around, for a silent hour, for a golden mile. |
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Say the words, break the spell. |
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Say the words in your mind, before you shout out loud. |
