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Fooled inside Smile lost behind Freeze in middle rush Released unreal lust Uncovered thoughts sold Watched over stone Simple handed lies Tired loving eyes Laugh, you were told to go find yourself Accept the fact of holding stand See empty crowds with dusty clothes Thousand feet searching holes Untrust sparkling lights outside All gone before I looked twice Walk in circles, always the same Crossing fingers, changing names Hold inside Shaking mind Stolen time Ran behind Accept Known facts All will go Don't just hold