Had a dream that we were dead, but we pretended that we still lived.
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With no regrets we never bled and we took everything life could give
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And came up broken empty handed in the end
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In the hearts of the blind, something you'll never find is a vision of light
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With the voice of the dead, I'm screaming
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I don't know who I am anymore
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Not once in life have I been real but I never felt this close before
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I've been looking in your window I've been dressing in your clothes
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I've been walking dead, watching you, long enough to know I can't go on.
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Had a dream that fire fell from an opening in the sky
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Someone warned me of this hell, and I spit in his naive eye
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And left him crying for my soul he said would die.
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In the hearts of the blind something you'll never find is a vision of light
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With the voice of the dead I'm screaming
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I don't know who I am anymore.
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Not once in life have I been real, but I've never felt this close before
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I've been looking in your window, been dressing in your clothes,
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I've been watching you long enough to know I can't go on.
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In the hearts of the blind, something you'll never find is a vision of light
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With the voice of the dead, I'm screaming
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I don't know who I am anymore.
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Not once in life have I been real, but I've never felt this close before
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I've been looking in your window, been dressing in your clothes,
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I've been watching you long enough to know I can't go on.
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I've been looking in your window I've been dressing in your clothes
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I've been walking dead, watching you, long enough to know I can't go on.
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This Close
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