Tonight, too, you have a blank look in your eyes,
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as your hesitating shadow reflected in the mirror
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mischievously becomes even darker,
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and takes a grey-colored breath.
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Now, resist! This is a slowly precipitating world.
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Shouldn't where you stand be some place different?
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I tut-tut at the overly embellished lies,
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and fly off with my feet bare.
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With my shackles removed, what's left
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is my laughably foolish but yet sturdy strength.
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My chest starts to throb to the point of being helpless,
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as I force open the night's window.
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Yes, I shall do everything as ordered by you.
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You will rule the world.
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When you break out of one dream, another will be waiting.
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Untie the ribbon sitting at bosom,
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use it to tie up the boring part of your own self,
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and roll him on the floor.
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Now, lure it in. That is an inverting world.
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You can see the blackness that's emitting white light, right?
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If reality becomes too obscure, I'll just kick it away,
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and start running with my feet bare.
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When there's bright red liquid oozing from my torn nails,
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I'll just drink up that pain, so that time can start accelerating.
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My chest starts to rage to the point of being immodest,
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as my knock shatters the morning's window.
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Yes, I shall do everything as ordered by you.
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You will rule the world.
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As the sky suddenly starts to collapse,
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I erase the the old names of the swaying flowers,
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and then give them new names.
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The way of things in this world will be handpicked by you.
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My chest starts to tremble ceaselessly,
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as a different wind gently brushes our cheeks.
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Yes, I shall do everything as ordered by you.
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You will rule the world.
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