I, I used to be so sure
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I, I used to be so pure
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I cannot explain
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I get lost in the pain
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In the meaning there’s a mystery
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That’s hidden and locked
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That’s the paradox
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You’ll never know until it’s too late
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I, I‘ve seen it all before
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I, I wanted so much more
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The things I was sure
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Were perfect and pure
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Were nothing more than fantasy
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So hidden inside
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Something so unkind
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You’ll never know until it’s too late
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I’m going to the open sea and I’m going t say goodbye to me
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Pure
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| London After Midnight |
