I don't want to feel this way, I don't want to pretend that these feelings don't exist
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But I'm aware I can see you, through jaded eyes my faded broken gaze, strays
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Sometimes I think that these chains can be broken
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I don't want to hide the truth, but be fair I can see your eyes
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Your lying through your teeth and I'm aware
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Sometimes I think that these chains can be broken
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Your face shines, Mine withers away
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And I'm afraid I'll make mistakes I'll always regret
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And by the way would it be O.K. if we went our seperate ways
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To see if in time the shades are drawn back again
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The light reflects upon what might have been
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And I will be there to see it up in flames fates rearranged
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I'm not that guy, I'm not a saint
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Thoughts of you can be sealed
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Precious hopes can fade and all these thoughts are erased
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Sometimes I think that these chains can be broken
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Plasma (another version)
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Sinch |