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Hey you, I've seen you here beforein your eyes, prizmatic sight on and on as I defydenials, back from the broken glasssapphire visions and favored derisions with spiders on your mind shaking fists full of string as Itie me up in knots while contradictory impulse luststhe dreaming loom is twisted and confusedthe stories on the spools will weave us back into oneand here we find ourselves againtightrope decisions and blood-colored medicine a million miles from eye-to-eyeit feels much as it did before biting the tails in self-made betrayalsforever repeating this deceit, so who cares if I......while spinning I spun you a webwhile spinning I spun you,stammering words in a daze, seemingly starry-eyed followers mumbling praiseand all of the world is a stage, fleetingly these marionettes dance straight to their graveswith every desire on a string the future hangs perilouslyit's the start of the tie that will bind and the last fraying strandspinning on the dreaming loom a web of lies and tangled truthswith every knot that comes undone, we weave ourselves back into one From Letras Mania