Time heals all wounds they say
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But the self inflicted won't just fade away
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And in these shifting tides of blame
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why are you suprised to see your name? It's such a drag
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Time got the best of you
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Things you gave you say were taken
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Explaination piled over excuse
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And so the story goes
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But by your own design
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And if you look to me to find you
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Then my eyes will pass right though
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Believe me I had wished
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We could have avoided this
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Please dont ask me to explain
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All the things that caused your pain
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I only want you to realize
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Passivity equals compliance
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Let it slip right through your hands
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Become the victims of other's demands
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And so the story goes
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But by your own design
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And if you look to me to find you
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Then my eyes will pass right though
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Pass right through
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By Design
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| Rites Of Spring |
