One in ten can't please me.
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This time is our time to speak freely.
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The blur is gone, you start leaving.
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Too real, too fast at this moment.
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I recognize this feeling,
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I need a way to record this.
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I'm losing sleep. The last thing I need.
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I keep forgetting we can't do this.
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Open my eyes and you've gone away.
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Counting down till I'll try again.
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I'll see You on the other side my friend.
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Can you see right through me?
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I fear it's you that can't see me.
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Your face changes my face and you move me.
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These seconds last an eternity.
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I make the mistake and start thinking,
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I watch the picture start fading.
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We'll meet again. Don't run away.
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One in ten can't please me;
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a problem when compared to the others seems easy.
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The apple of my minds eye is free to have my mind,
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and as soon as its here then it leaves me,
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retreating when I realize that I'm dreaming.
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I think its real but I can't say.
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I always go and make a mistake and you run away.
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Don't run away. I've got the time so you know that I'll try again.
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