You
You
You
You
You
You
Ignoring a loss of sight
Afraid to blink I might lose the sun
But don't make this out to be more
Than it is, I'm behind every lie
There's a bird song within
Yes, you're my sight
This suffering
That's kept within
Disposable men
Lost
Inside he was negative
This place once more was underground
So look and connect
We're refusing to rust
Healing has to begin in the past
So don't fake this
Don't fake this
Don't fake this
Don't
This suffering
That's kept within
Disposable men
Lost
Don't fake this
Don't fake this
Don't fake this
Don't
Fake
Fake
Fake
This suffering
That's kept within
disposable men
Lost
Don't fake this
Don't fake this
Don't fake this
Don't
Fake
Fake
Fake
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