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Suffering I remember suffering Feeling heat and then the lack of it But not so much what the difference is I was there You were there and I was there I can't hold onto my anger Though, sometimes it would do me good Oh, look away and anyway You only live to be seen as such You wanted too much Picture me The idea of me anyway The instrument you once ignored It is an open of its encore Back and forth Slowly that it bloody walks It sees love and it sees witnesses But not so much what the difference is And witnesses the bravery Except here I am, the rule of love The light of hope The mutant fate And I know the day And I know the love Oh, look away and anyway You only live to be seen as such You wanted too much