Late one night with my head in a blaze
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I woke to find a man in a sorry state
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Staring through the glass
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It was crystal clear
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And the stranger cried out
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What am I doing
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I'll be damned, you brought the muscle
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And held out for how wrong I've been
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Staggered to the corner for a shot of the room
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I'm shaking at the thought
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What am I doing here
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My dreams haunt me in my sleep
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They stay hidden inside of me
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Buried deep so I'll be sure to stay
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I've got direction in my craze
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To keep trying for another day
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Who needs perception anyway
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Three long weeks I stayed in the room
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Waiting for the man to show me something new
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Staring through the glass
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It was crystal clear
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But the stranger just cried, ahh
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So late one night with my head in a blaze
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I said to the man in the sorry state
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Love is for the lucky
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You know what they want
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Or maybe love's best left to who cares less
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My dreams haunt me in my sleep
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They stay hidden inside of me
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Very deep so I'll be sure to stay
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I've got direction in my craze
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To keep trying for another day
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Who needs perception anyway
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My dreams haunt me in my sleep
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They stay hidden inside of me
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Buried deep so I'll be sure to stay
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I've got direction in my craze
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To keep trying for another day
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Who needs perception anyway
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I've got perfection in my craze
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To stay sleeping while they're awake
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Who needs connection anyway
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Doppelganger
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| The Graduate |
