VERSE # 1
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Seen thru a blur on the wall
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I feel so disillusioned of it all
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I spy on myself
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Thru that blur on the wall
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I feel so connected to my faults
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CHORUS
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And it's me that I am spying on
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Without seeing all the things gone wrong
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And it's me that I am crawling from
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VERSE # 2
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I feel like a tramp
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That's been blown off for years
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I can't hold back these
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Acidic tears
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Placed in a world
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Like a head without a body
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I feel as though my fingernails are curled
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CHORUS
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INSTRUMENTAL
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CHORUS (twice)
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Destiny
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Desperate and scared
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I search through my past
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Asking myself
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Why nothing seems to last
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These roads that I travel
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were they cast in stone?
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Or was it my choice
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As to where that I might roam
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Is it destiny?
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the question still remains
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Are we free to choose
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or bound by chains
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Bound by chains
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Are we bound by chains?
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There are no answers to these questions
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That I can see
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Destiny
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I shelter my fears
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For being alone each day
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I search for a light
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To find my way
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And this course I travel
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Was it up to me?
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Did I make the choice
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Or was it destiny
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chorus
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Some say it's luck
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Others call it fate
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But as it unfolds
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Do I hesitate?
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Spy / Destiny / Kill The Seagulls (Submodalities)
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| Moffatts |
