Last night my shadow ran from me
It bowed its head in shame
I can't bear my reflection
I can't even write my name
Sometimes I choose to forget about You
Sometimes I choose to ignore the truth
Just like the man from chapter three
I tried to hide
From fleeting, familiar white light
Sometimes I choose to forget about You
Sometimes I choose to ignore the truth
How sweet the name
How sweet the face
That I long to touch
With dirty hands
I'm seeing sideways
Because I've fallen down again
And it's so hard to find my way.
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