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Where's the emotion? |
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Tuned to the sound of sincerity |
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Without conviction |
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The lesson doesn't come for free |
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Senseless distractions |
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Your spoken words are just a lie |
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These interactions |
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The desperate act of fleeting minds |
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Constant illuminations |
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With no hope of preservation |
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Nothing but friendly fire |
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Soon you will be home again |
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Buried expression |
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They are the heart of everything |
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Distant impressions |
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When there is nothing left to say |
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So damn lucky |
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To be hear at the end of the end of the day |
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So damn lucky |
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When all the streets still cal your name |
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Constant illuminations |
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With no hope of preservation |
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Nothing but friendly fire |
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Soon you will be home again |
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(Spirit dies within) |
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Constant illuminations |
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With no hope of preservation |
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Nothing but friendly fire |
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Soon you will be home again |
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The spirit, the spirit, the spirit |
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It dies within |
