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You saw my face fall

Into a well-worn groove

A child starts playing a role

And ends up type-cast in every movie

I took cold comfort in your touch

And now I'm laughing high and dry

Yeah, I felt everything I'm gonna feel

Cried all the real tears I'm gonna cry

I don't care what dreams you have

I don't care about your second sight

Now that you've cut yourself off

You're not even sure things are clear and bright

Well, did you let it take hold of your soul

Was it like moon rise over your desert shore

Tell me is it more evil to lose your heart

Or to go on as before

What could come around

Yeah, what could make a difference to me now

What could come around

Nothing could bring me down

I get warm to any touch

So why does yours get so cold

At first you didn't mean very much

Now you rule my life

Watch your house of cards take a deep breath

Watch it breathe word for word

Fifty-two secrets the justice would never protect

Fifty-two secrets justice never heard

What could come around

Yeah, what could make a difference to me now

What could come around

Nothing could bring me down

How thirsty is your soil

Indifferent hearts never keep anything long

I spend my time looking around

For something to bring me down


Mirror lyrics:

For something to bring me down

I spend my time looking around

Indifferent hearts never keep anything long

How thirsty is your soil

Nothing could bring me down

What could come around

Yeah, what could make a difference to me now

What could come around

Fifty-two secrets justice never heard

Fifty-two secrets the justice would never protect

Watch it breathe word for word

Watch your house of cards take a deep breath

Now you rule my life

At first you didn't mean very much

So why does yours get so cold

I get warm to any touch

Nothing could bring me down

What could come around

Yeah, what could make a difference to me now

What could come around

Or to go on as before

Tell me is it more evil to lose your heart

Was it like moon rise over your desert shore

Well, did you let it take hold of your soul

You're not even sure things are clear and bright

Now that you've cut yourself off

I don't care about your second sight

I don't care what dreams you have

Cried all the real tears I'm gonna cry

Yeah, I felt everything I'm gonna feel

And now I'm laughing high and dry

I took cold comfort in your touch

And ends up type-cast in every movie

A child starts playing a role

Into a well-worn groove

You saw my face fall


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