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There’s a certain something In the woodgrain’s chaos and kerning And the way we operate or disintegrate Time in lines and rings The space between five that’s swimming [?] In the other you’re not wearing Its glimmer blinded me So, I never saw you leave The way we operate or disintegrate Its glimmer blinded me The way we operate or disintegrate Its glimmer blinded me But I never saw you leave I never saw you leave From Letras Mania