Caught in the trap of your own making
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With a painted smile that shines bright
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And I wish to vanish
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Your beauty¡¯s there for the world to see
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But no one is watching with wind
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Raffled your hair and you¡¯re cursing my wings
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The lonelier the news
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Keep leading you astray
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It¡¯s so easy to lose your way
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I spy on you day after day
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I¡¯m a shadow in your traps
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Left with a glimpse of heaven
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And a thousand question marks
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I crouch in the corner and wait
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As you sing yourself to sleep
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And the colors fade
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I wipe your tears away but the bleeding won¡¯t go
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No more words to say
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No light to follow
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(Chorus)
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A second shine looking at the girl who sang to wonder
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And the motion of the light cuts like a blade through
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The day I thought of you
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The winter in the shade
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I want to disappear forever
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I watch you from a distance and I know your heart to be the beat
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Small world, you¡¯re with me
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One day you¡¯ll settle for a consolation prize
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A ring around your finger reflecting sparkle in your eyes
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In this wilderness of bloom will never leave a soul
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You were made at your feet
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A long time ago
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And we were made out to foot a long time ago
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(Chorus)
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A second shine looking at the girl who sang to wonder
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And the motion of the light cuts like a blade through
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The day I thought of you
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The winter in the shade
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I want to disappear forever
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I watch you from a distance and I know your heart to be the beat
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Small world, you¡¯re with me
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Russian Doll
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| The Sandman¡¯s Orchestra |
