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Blinded by love, struck by reality; there is no escape, is there? |
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Lost in the labyrinth of life ... |
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You rekindle the flame in me. |
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I may not be perfect, but I am for real. |
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Everytime I'm on the verge of renewing my hopes, you remind me why they faded before ... |
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My words ricochet off the wall that is you. |