Pasted against the wall
Walking strong and tall
Some days you see me while others im not even there at all
You see right through me just to look at her
wasting away while the sun fades into the abyss
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If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?
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