STRANGE HOW YOU KNOW INSIDE ME.I MEASURE THE TIME I STAND ALONE.STRANGE HOW I KNOW INSIDE YOU,MY HAND OUT STRECHED TOWARD THE DAMP OF HAZE. OF COURSE I FORGIVE,I'VE SEEN HOW YOU LIVE! LIKE A PHONIEX YOU RISE FROM THE ASHES. YOU PICK UP THE PIECES AND THE GHOSTS IN THE ATTICS THEY NEVER QUITE LEAVE. AND OF COURSE I FORGIVE YOU'VE SEEN HOW I LIVE! I'VE GOT DARKNESS AND FEARS I APPEASE. MY VOICES AND ANALOGIES,AMBITIONS LIKE RIBBONS WORN BRIGHT ON MY SLEEVE. STRANGE HOW THIS JOURNEYS HURTING. IN WAYS WE ACCEPT AS PART OF FATE'S DEGREE.SO WE JUST HOLD ON FAST,ACKNOWLEDGE THE PAST,AS LESSONS EXQUISTELY CRAFTED,PAINSTAKINGLY DRAFTED.TO CRAVE OUR LIFES INSTURMENTS,THAT PLAY LIKE THE MUSIC OF LIFE.FOR WE DON'T RELIZE,OUR FAITH IN THE PRIZE!HOW SWIFTLY WE CHOOSE IT,THE SCARED SIMPLICITY OF YOU AT MY SIDE!
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