This i'll never show, cause I found a pathway home...
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In a dark hiding place, blooms a rose...
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Deep in subtle shades, eternity fades away...
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Through our fingers with time, but we're holding on...
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Complicate, these simple stones, they map it out...
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To fools gold...
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Tell me am I sane, or tell me should I go...
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Or box and forget these broken bones and my foolish soul...
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Holding on, though it cannot be our secret lives and fantasies...
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I fell, fell out of grace, grounded, scar on my fate...
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This i'll never show, I found a pathway home...
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In that dark hiding place, I think they're on to me...
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Everybody's right, I'm better off alone watching this world fall apart...
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But I'm holding on...
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I fell, fell out of grace, grounded, scar on my fate...
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Scar on my fate, scar on my face...
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All Over Her Flesh
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| Shades Of Fiction |
