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In the darkest hours, I'm talking to mirrors Are you for real or is it just as seems Out in the night, People are moving Don't want their lives, it's a circle they walk I never will be a part of the play crowd outside, they're grey and they're hungry I don't mind but I'm not one of them Decade of fools, where do I find someone special too much to ask when it is settled for games I never will be a part of the play Two hearts two hearts on the line two hearts One heart in divide I wander watching the circles no fortune seen and it's always the same life is strange, divided in pieces guess I'm learning every minute what it means to me I never will be a part of the play Two hearts two hearts on the line two hearts One heart in divide |