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Everything is blind, the joke wears thin, |
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There's nowhere else to hide, |
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Your sacred words begin to drown, |
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All reason out of our darkened bed |
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And everything you touch, |
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And everything you find, |
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And everything you feel, |
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And everything in kind |
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And everything you touch, |
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And everything you find, |
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And everything you feel, |
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And everything is blind |
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You want it for yourself, |
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To save your skin, |
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A private paradise, |
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We won't go in |
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You watch it, you watch it all grow tired, |
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You're watching, |
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We make the same mistakes |
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As if it's all my town, |
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There's nowhere else to take, |
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It all comes round a bout, |
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Wasting all our hearts on something cold like this, |
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Makes me wish the fantasy was a badly written script |
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You want it for yourself, |
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To save your skin, |
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A private paradise, |
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We won't go in |
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You want it for yourself, |
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To save your skin, |
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A private paradise, |
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We won't go in |
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You watch it, you watch it all grow tired, |
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You need him, |
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You need him when the same old sun, |
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Keeps blinding your precious tiny mind |
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And everything you touch, |
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And everything you find, |
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And everything you feel, |
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And everything in kind, |
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And everything you touch, |
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And everything you find, |
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And everything you feel, |
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And everything is blind |
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You want it for yourself, |
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To save your skin, |
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A private paradise, |
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We won't go in... |
