Here in a circle, more than awake
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They watch from a distance, I try to escape
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The sun comes up slowly, it brings up the day
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So where's the confusion, that makes my soul out of place
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I'm getting loaded with angels and spies
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You try not to hear them, and try not to hide
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You turn every shadow to a new paradise
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And where's the confusion, that turns my soul into ice
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Do you see angels and spies?
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Can you see angels and spies?
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Well I'm seeing angels and spies
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Can you see angels and spies?
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Angels And Spies
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Thirteen Senses |