Blind and ambiguous, all part of the game I've feigned my ambivalence with a smile All my hate beneath me forms a cage All this time to form the man I became The sun in my hand becomes my despair For I still want the truth Play the fool so ignorant in the shadow of disdain Breeding your deception without eyes All my hate beneath me forms a cage All this time to form the man I became The sun in my hand becomes my despair For I still want the truth Play the fool so ignorant, deception is the game Bleeding hearts and soiled minds Reflect the state of our being All my hate beneath me forms a cage All this time to form the man I became The sun in my hand becomes my despair The sun in my hand becomes my despair Play the fool so ignorant, deception is the game Bleeding hearts and soiled minds Reflect the state of our being
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