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I find myself here once againunder clouds of indecisionreflections looking right through me |
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I can't believe the lies we tell ourselvesthe music used to be everythingthe music used to healbut business soon becomes realityand nothing left inside is realdysfunction's all that we see trueallow my best to see this throughgot nothing left to give younow |
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I gotta find a better wayturned against each otherwith the games we all like to playlooking straight ahead |
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It's hard to see things eye to eyenot at all what it used to besomething that |
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I can't denyand now |
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I leave it up to youallow my best to see this throughgot nothing left to give younow |
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I gotta find a better waybefore |
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I lose another part of me |
