Behind a window with no borders
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I cry myself to sleep
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And through these shades of mediocrity
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I stand alone and weep
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(chorus)
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And while the mirror reflection shows me
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All the things that may pass me by
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I choose to stand alone and wonder
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If they will pass me before I dies
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This misery leaves me lonely and it holds me in
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This misery is a shell from which behind I grin
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And when my feelings cut me down so deep inside
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I run with my shield and hide
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(chorus)
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This misery moves me on and on and on and on
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This misery moves me on and on and on and on
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(chorus)
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This misery moves me on and on and on and on
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This misery moves me on and on and on and on
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Misery
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