Gone so long I stepped out of the woods
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I was misunderstood but in light of it all
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I sit back and check their disguise
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Their dark shallow eyes got lost in the haze of the light
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So I sit back and watch
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I see all their masks soon appear
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Long for the woods
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From this place I'll disappear
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They all strive to deviate from the norm
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But collectively swarm to be all the same
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To alter image prosthetics are worn
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Their primped plastic forms melt in the heat of the light
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Then I step to the light
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And see all their masks soon appear
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I long for the woods
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From this place I'll disappear
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The Woods
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The White Buffalo |