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as the light turns off inside her bedroom you always stay in the street staring at the window to catch a final glimpse her beauty does not match the coldness of her heart you will remain not noticed under perfection darkness blinds your eyes are you so small? bleeding, slowly feeding on desire, on repression your mind fades away hanging pictures on the wall cutting out her eyes you hide inside your Hell now that madness feeds on your reflection you cry alone fury avoids neurone connection can't climb out of the hole her beauty never matched Letras de cancionesthe coldness of her heart you will remain not noticed under perfection darkness blinds your eyes are you so small? so small It's not a game that you play x2 I saw you with my little eye you will remain always staring at the window sill you try to tear her life apart you try to cut her world in half x2 not noticed under perfection darkness blinds your eyes blindness as the light turns off inside the bedroom you always stay in the street staring at the window to catch a final glimpse her beauty does not match the coldness bleeding, slowly feeding on desire, on repression 'I saw you with my little eye' From Letras Mania