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Can't you see 

I was never who you thought I'd be 

Do you sense despair?

Are you waiting for repair?

How did you know I was broken?

Never gave you a token

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Eyes can be deceiving 

When they tell you they are never leaving 

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Eyes drowning in sorrow

Like there is no tomorrow 

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They eyes will show 

What you never wished to know 

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