Is it a revolving disc that we give each other
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Does the path that accompanies me lead to sense to a moment
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Warmth lies in dark freezing eyes
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Eyes that speak a tricky language
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Tasting the leading drop
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The drop that allows me to speak from the deepest conviction
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A wave that nips every rock in the bud
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In the intoxication of warmth
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I relearned to inspire courage and willpower in a puppet-like figure
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Being somebody's slave
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Used by others
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A new pedestal has been cast
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It was sketched by hope and confidence
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Riding on a merry-go-round of passion
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Dreaming and never waking up again
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I woke up
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Reinventing The Feeling I Almost Unlearned To Feel
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| Destiny |
