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[Moss]

What a big man you are
Could fight a war with just your face
Take it on the chin and leave me open-jawed.

What big words you've got,
Reciting lines you've heard on film,
Could write a script with just your lust for respect.

Rip off this face, it can't persist,
Like shadows in the rain, undefined lines,
A symphony muted and greying.
You're not real, and neither are your goals.

Your goals:
Exposed and fruitless,
Suspended from a childhood insecurity,
Perpetuated beyond the boundaries of logic and reality.
Many times i held my hand out to you,
When it should have been me was destructive.
In my own rights i should have been..

I had hoped somewhere that through your clouded portrait of rage
I could eventually count on human nature to rear its head
And shine over the darkness that we had created for ourselves.
And human nature did shine through,
but I never realized that human nature was truly so jealous and vile.

That is the nature of men,
The very man you strive to be,
And you will succeed.
Stretch up to your pain as long as it may carry you,
Until your body becomes consumed and decayed by the ravages of time.

For one day it will forever change your mask,
And you will be carved in stone...



Mirror lyrics:


And you will be carved in stone...
For one day it will forever change your mask,

Until your body becomes consumed and decayed by the ravages of time.
Stretch up to your pain as long as it may carry you,
And you will succeed.
The very man you strive to be,
That is the nature of men,

but I never realized that human nature was truly so jealous and vile.
And human nature did shine through,
And shine over the darkness that we had created for ourselves.
I could eventually count on human nature to rear its head
I had hoped somewhere that through your clouded portrait of rage

In my own rights i should have been..
When it should have been me was destructive.
Many times i held my hand out to you,
Perpetuated beyond the boundaries of logic and reality.
Suspended from a childhood insecurity,
Exposed and fruitless,
Your goals:

You're not real, and neither are your goals.
A symphony muted and greying.
Like shadows in the rain, undefined lines,
Rip off this face, it can't persist,

Could write a script with just your lust for respect.
Reciting lines you've heard on film,
What big words you've got,

Take it on the chin and leave me open-jawed.
Could fight a war with just your face
What a big man you are

[Moss]


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