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The Illusion
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Don’t get caught up in the illusion
Everything has double meaning
We are all moving targets
In the cross hairs of confusion
It’s always opening night
We take centre stage
In the theatre of pain
The script has been written
We need only say the words
Feelings there’s no such thing
Just a numbness that spreads
There will be no resurrection for us
We are slowly dying under words
That set the course
We are walking into revolving doors
The spinning effigy of life
Here to send us nowhere
In the end all the words
Were the whispers of false hope
Don’t get caught up in the illusion
Everything has double meaning
We are all moving targets
In the cross hairs of confusion
It’s always opening night
We take centre stage
In the theatre of pain
The script has been written
We need only say the words
Feelings there’s no such thing
Just a numbness that spreads
There will be no resurrection for us
We are slowly dying under words
That set the course
We are walking into revolving doors
The spinning effigy of life
Here to send us nowhere
In the end all the words
Were the whispers of false hope
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