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Like a crack in the clean slate |
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I see emotion take over the rational |
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We are the favoured sons of reason |
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With tools at our disposal |
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Squandered day by day |
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Strip the thoughts |
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Heal the system |
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Take the original back |
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It is inside me |
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It is inside me now |
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If this is all I can remember |
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Can I ever trust myself |
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Like a flash or a fleeting glance |
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I see movement in the corner of my eye |
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Now the mind goes into overdrive |
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To process and deceive |
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How will I ever know |
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Give up the experience |
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To halt the fictional mind |
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It is inside me |
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It is inside me now |
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Block out all that makes it painful |
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Set the pieces back in place |
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If this is all that I remember |
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Can I ever trust myself |
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I track movement |
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Like light behind my eyes |
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Made to match up |
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With what I tell myself each day |
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My experience |
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Is what I do not know |
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And one I cannot trust |
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It infects the marrow |
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A virus of ideas |
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It is inside me |
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It is inside me now |
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What my mind is telling me |
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Must come undone |
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If this is all that I remember |
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Can I ever trust myself |
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