This is a sight for sore eyes
A lesser dispute turned inside-out
There are words to pull us out of this one
But they were lost so many years ago
This is a sight for sore eyes
Back to rid our days of any sentiment
And explanations are hard to come by here
Lying is a privilege when you're honest
We better hope that statues don't come alive
The dreams will clot our lives
Deny our minds
A lesser dispute turned inside-out
There are words to pull us out of this one
But they were lost so many years ago
Back to rid our days of any sentiment
And explanations are hard to come by here
Lying is a privilege when you're honest
The dreams will clot our lives
Deny our minds
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