Birth of the True

	  		Intro: 

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Verse: 

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I feel the magic that our time has traced  

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And make a point of it in every place  

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But every place deserves a curse or two  

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For making me so far away from you  

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I saw some pictures of the world at war  

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I couldn't suss what all the fuss was for  

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I wear a picture of you wearing black 

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And kissing me behind the butlers back  
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Sometimes I get down  

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But it's not you that gets me down  

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It's just that sense of the impossible  

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Gratuitiously handed down 
 

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But oh no, not you, don't wipe your eyes over lies  

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Just let them shine their blue  

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On every whisper that welcomes the inconceviable  

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And the birth of the true....