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Torn

I thought I saw a man brought to life He waswarm He came around like he was dignified He showed what it was to cry Well, you couldn't be that man I adored You don't seem to know Or seem to care what your heart is for I don't know him anymore, There's nothing where he used to lie The conversation/inspiration has run dry That's what's goin' on Nothing's fine, I'm torn

I'm all out of faith This is how I feel I'm cold and I am shame Lyin' naked on the floor Illusion never change into something real Wide awake and I can see The perfect sky is torn You're a little late I'm already torn, torn

So, I guess the fortune teller's right You should have seen jsut what was there And not some holy light But you crawled beneath my veins And now, I don't care I have no luck I don't missed him all that much There's just so many thing That I can't touch, I'm torn

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