| The apparition soaks
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| In through the window
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| There’s always a blessing for every curse
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| A guide through the darkness
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| I saw that this was your creation
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| I’d rather know the truth than live within illusion
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| (So feed the pressure, it’s essential)
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| Fade away, deny the true perfection
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| (But not for pleasure, a countermeasure)
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| For every day there is a darker night
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| The oscillations in the sky are now aligned
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| It’s all part of the process
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| For everything to encompass it
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| You’ve been reaching out, so I discover
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| We’re dying to live, dying to live
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| Reaching out for me, so I discover
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| I’m dying to live, dying to live
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| Feel the pressure, it’s information
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| A new awoken intuition
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| Imperfection seeks correction
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| Another chance to change direction
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| Feel the pressure, it’s information
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| A new awoken intuition
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| Imperfection seeks correction
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| Another chance to change direction
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| So this is your creation?
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| My soul speaks in repetition
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| I’d rather know the truth than live within illusion
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| (So feed the pressure, it’s essential)
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| Fade away, deny the true perfection
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| (But not for pleasure, a countermeasure)
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| Longing for the warm of your nutrition
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| (All I am is a memory)
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| New elements form from premonition
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| (All I am is a memory)
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| A new acquisition
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| Reality awakes and I sink
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| The enigma of existing
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| Between the eternal and the transient |