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All I was in front of you was half a face
Eyes held back I let you pass without a trace

But everyone comes to conclusions eventually
That maybe what you didn't want to show them is what they will see

All used up I let them take what was left
I assumed that my good works had no effect
Buy my way, or beg to play it's all the same

But everyone comes to conclusions eventually
That maybe what you didn't think to show them
Is what they should see
Worse that could happen is that you would choose what to turn into
Turn into something that answers this question I offer to you

That's all that you had to say

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