And the place of sadness
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I occupy with dignity
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was left like a dream among stones
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and the words that you spill
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from the mouth that you fill
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they abandon their grace and fatigue
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oh, to feel without touching
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and speak without talking
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excluded
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from the feeling you earn
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how I wish we could mend this
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or learn how to throw away as we look for someone to blame
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love's been denied
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don't be polite
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I owe u nothing
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when logics die
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And the dream is a night
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But eternal the kiss
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But I guess you already knew
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I'm the orgy and the distant cool
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the friend you will never fool
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I like the way you oppose me
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let the last thought languish
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and try and distinguish
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you'll spill the tissues of lies
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how I wish we could mend this
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or learn how to throw away
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as we look for someone to blame
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love's been denied
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don't be polite
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I owe u nothing
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when logics die
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When Logics Die
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| Soulwax |
