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Tuning out of starlight the innocent lifetime flickers |
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And flashes under a canvas, no |
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Nobody seems worth it, while the feeling's sophisticated. |
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The view is so restrained |
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The past is nearing closer and closer I fear. |
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So let's just cut the bullshit and tell me who's independent |
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Thumbs twiddling and your life's escaping your mind. |
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Keep in mind, that the air ain't as free as it used to be |
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But that's quite alright when you're still eighteen |
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It seems to be |
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And I'll tell you who's overrated. |
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What's a beautiful person with some hideous dreams? |
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While the lining isn't silver |
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We're verging on the side of the road that'll take us home. |
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The edge of us getting late |
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Read about your life in your local papers |
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Realize the end of us is getting near |
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You're just a droplet of paint trickled off your canvas. |
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Delirious illusion flow back into the river of color |
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Where we analyze to try to see it clearer |
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Secretly appealing to a lonely prisoner |
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And now what's your vision? |
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Initiate your shame and bring the universe together |
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In time it only gets a little easier |
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Suddenly piece yourself back together now |
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So, what's your vision? |
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And I don't want to have to give a damn |
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About you or your inhibitions |
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And after all |
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You're the one you told me you love, was not for everybody |
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However, I'm starting to see this world in the right light |
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But it still gets darker |
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You see, it's just a simple symphony, or a painting, whatever |
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It's a natural path, expands infinitely |
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But my world is crumbling, I'll let it collapse into the abyss |
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In the midst of summer it won't exist |
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This emptiness, it's just a blank slate |
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Waiting for a painter to interfere. |
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It's quite complex, but what do I know? |