For me there's nothing left to hide
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They try to blind and scorch my mind
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A change into a chrysalis
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Truth is often bitter left unsaid
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But I see the shadows in my hands
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Sears of my loneliness
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Self-knowledge, repressions, forthcoming fear
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Which brings me to justice the ending is very near
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Repentance of my conduct judges only myself
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You can't be here but I need your help
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The fading childhood argument
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Degradation, I'm losing friends
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The outcome of my decadence
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Escaping on the wings of dreams
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I've left behind all misery
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I've gone through in reality
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Self-knowledge, repressions, forthcoming fear
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Which brings me to justice the ending is very near
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Repentance of my conduct judges only myself
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You can't be here but I need your help
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Oh, I remember, the shadows in my hands
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These signs of sorrow
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They were my only friends
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The silhouettes of guilt, a murderer's residue
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Significations that make my cry insane
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Self-knowledge, repressions, forthcoming fear
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Which brings me to justice the ending is very near
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Repentance of my conduct judges only myself
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You can't be here but I need your help
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Coroner's Inquest
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| Secrecy |
