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Feels Blind
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All of the doves that fly past my eyes
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Have a stickiness to their wings
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In the doorway of my demise I stand
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Encased in the whisper you taught me
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HOW DOES IT FEEL?
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IT FEELS BLIND
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HOW DOES IT FEEL?
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IT FEELS BLIND
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WHAT HAVE YOU TAUGHT ME?
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NOTHING
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LOOK WHAT YOU'VE TAUGHT ME
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YOU'VE TAUGHT ME NOTHING
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If you were blind and there was no braille
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There are no boundaries on what I can feel
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If you could see but were always taught
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That what you saw wasn't real
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HOW DOES THAT FEEL?
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IT FEELS BLIND
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HOW DOES IT FEEL?
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IT FEELS FUCKIN BLIND
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YOUR WORLD HASN'T TAUGHT ME NOTHING.
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LOOK AT YOUR WORLD
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IT TEACHES ME NOTHING
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As a woman I was taught to always be hungry
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Women are well acquainted with thrist
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Yeah we could eat just about anything
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We'd even eat your hate up like WE EAT.
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YOUR HATE LIKE LOVE
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WE EAT YOUR HATE LIKE LOVE
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WE EAT YOUR HATE LIKE LOVE
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WE EAT YOUR HATE LIKE LOVE
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WE EAT YOUR HATE LIKE LOVE
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HOW DOES THIS FEEL?
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IT FEELS BLIND
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Feels Blind
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