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please baby not another stare i've been in that trance before those burning eyes half glazed with tints of fury and resentment fighting not to look back and still tasting the dust from the last time we did we sift through the crowds without a care only to leave the burnt pattern of a waking nightmare lonliness finds us beneath dim lit lights where pen and paper spell out confusion failing to escape those nights of solitude the echos of today's misfortunes linger its then that you realize you're the one that wants to cry something because you feel nothing From Letras Mania