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Pink floyd - The Final Cut
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Through the fish-eyed lens
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Of tear stained eyes
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I can barely define the shape
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Of this moment in time
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And far from flying high
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In clear blue skies
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I'm spiraling down to the hole
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In the ground where I hide
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If you negotiate the minefield
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In the drive
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And beat the dogs and cheat
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The cold electronic eyes
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And if you make it past
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The shotguns in the hall
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Dial the combination'
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Open the priesthole
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And if I'm in I'll tell you
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There's a kid who had
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A big hallucination
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Making love to girls in magazines
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He wonders if you're sleeping
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With your new found faith
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Could anybody love him
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Or is it just a crazy dream
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And if I show you my dark side
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Will you still hold me tonight?
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And if I open my heart to you
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And show you my weak side
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What would you do?
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Would you sell your story
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To Rolling Stone?
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Would you take the children
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Away and leave me alone?
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And smile in reassurance
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As you whisper down the phone
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Would you send me packing
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Or would you take me home?
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Thought I oughta
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Bare my naked feelings
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Thought I oughta
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Tear the curtain down
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I held the blade in trembling hands
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Prepared to make it, but
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Just then the phone rang
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I never had the nerve
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To make the final cut
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