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Since you've aged, you're at the stage.
State of mind, but not confined.
Told what to do.
Reality bit you but it's not the time.
Your dreams miss you.

You... try to compensate.
You... try to contemplate.
You... but you retaliate.

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Behind the man is the hand.
One in control, one that forms the mold.
She plays a role.
For her own goal.
She never planned to love the man.

You... try to compensate.
You... try to complicate.
You... but you retaliate.

Pain, it's what you make.
Take, at what stake.
Pain, it's what you make.
What you make.
What you make.

I thought you were swell.
I can never tell.
You didn't mean well.
Go hide in your shell.
Go hide in your shell.
Go hide in your shell.

Writer(s): Paul Carrico, Wes Hlebichuk, Richard Sloot, Shawn Thompson

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