Repeating those one-liners all over again In front of the mirror, nothing remains Who forced you to stay at the end of the line Fortune's array has dropped you from your higher planes Now tell me once which lonely maiden would like to flee into your dreams where patterns are left untouched Can you really tell she wants to be the princess that you want to see in surrogate themes of childhood happiness and romance make-believe Just a handful of sand that you hold from your fantasies' shores you used to sit there to hearken to the waves now there is nothing to show to no one you'd know You thought you'd open up some doors by opening your veins Finally decided there is no choice in this Too many things amiss Why don't you cry tonight the last tears left to bleed To wash away the sorrow that you feed All alone, a sorry sight Keep those words as precious as they might look Bearing far less worth than all the feelings that they took Adding up another verse to some a blessing to some a curse They all sum up your lies yet they're the only thing transcending your disguiseBirth sign: Capricorn
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