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I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor |
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Illusion never changed into something real |
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I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn |
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So I guess the fortune teller's right |
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Should have seen just what was there and not some holy light |
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To crawl beneath my veins and now |
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I don't care, I have no luck, I don't miss it all that much |
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There's just so many things that I can't touch, I'm torn |
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I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor |
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Illusion never changed into something real |
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I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn |
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There's nothing wehre he used to lie |
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My inspiration has run dry |
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