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I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed

Oh, God it feels like forever

But, no one ever tells you

That forever feels like home

Sitting all alone inside your head

How do you feel?

That is the question

But, I forget

Yоu don't expect an easy answer

When something is like a soul

Becomes initialized

And folded up like paper dolls and little notes

You can't expect the bitter folks

And while your outside looking in

Describing what you see

Remember what your staring at is me

Cause I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has past
All I know is that it feels like forever
And no one ever tells you
That forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head

How much is real?
So much to question
An epidemic of the mannequins
Contaminating everything
And if that came from the heart
It never did, right from the start
Just listen to the noises
(Now I'm more, instead of voices)
Before You tell yourself
It's just a different scene
Remember it's just different from what you've seen

I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
Now all I know is that it feels like forever
And no one ever tells you
That forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head

Cause I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
Now all I know is that it feels like forever
And no one ever tell you
That forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head

And it's the stars...the stars...that shine for you
And it's the stars...the stars...that lie to you

I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
Oh, God it feels like forever
But, no one ever tells you
That forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head

Cause I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
All I know is that it feels like forever
But, no one ever tells you
That forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head
And it's the stars...the stars...that shine for you
And it's the stars...the stars...that lie to you
Oh, when the stars...Oh, when the stars...they lie

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