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It's not as easy as it seems |
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To change the role you play |
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When you've worn out the dream |
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What is left to say? |
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When the mirror stops lying |
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And the flames draw down |
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And you're left there wondering how |
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To figure it out alone |
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You can fix the frame |
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You can clean the glass |
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But the colors that faded |
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Aren't coming back |
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How do you know |
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When the time has come to let it go |
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When everything you are |
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Is all that you can do |
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And then |
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Where do you go |
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When the cracks you hid start to show |
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When everything you were |
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Is nothing you can do |
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It's not as easy as it seems |
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To change the lie you play |
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When you've torn out the seam |
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What is left to say? |
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When the anchor stops sinking |
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And the lights draw down |
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And you're left there wondering how |
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To turn it all back alone |
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You can fix the frame |
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You can clean the glass |
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But the colors that faded |
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Aren't coming back |
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How do you know |
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When the time has come to let it go |
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When everything you are |
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Is all that you can do |
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And then |
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Where do you go |
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When the cracks you hid start to show |
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When everything you were |
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Is nothing you can do |
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Nothing you can do will stop |
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The shame from showing through |
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Once the curtain falls |
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And all you are is you... |
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How do you know |
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When the time has come to let it go |
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When everything you are |
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Is all that you can do |
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And then |
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Where do you go |
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When the cracks you hid start to show |
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When everything you were |
|
Is nothing you can do |
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How do you know |
|
When the time has come to let it go |
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When everything you are |
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Is all that you can do |
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And then |
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Where do you go |
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When the cracks you hid start to show |
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When everything you were |
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Is nothing you can do |
