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A city ripe with fallen angels
Wounded souls on vacant streets
The faces could be anyone of us
Faces we're too scared to meet
And they're reaching for a hand
We turn the other way
Pretend that we don't see
Don't know what to say
The struggle still remains
To find the strength inside
To do what's right
We've been blinded
Let's rewind and... go to a time before
In every face is my reflection
We are all one in the same
Different phases and directions
Intersecting the same plane
A city ripe with fallen angels
Wounded souls on vacant streets
The faces could be anyone of us
Faces we're too scared to meet
And they're reaching for a hand
We turn the other way
Pretend that we don't see
Don't know what to say
The struggle still remains
To find the strength inside
To do what's right
We've been blinded
Let's rewind and... go to a time before
In every face is my reflection
We are all one in the same
Different phases and directions
Intersecting the same plane
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