Текст песни PERFECT BLUE - Against the Waves
                                                'Crying 
                                                wolf' 
                                                going 
                                                on 
                                                too 
                                                long
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hoaxing 
                                                through 
                                                my 
                                                teeth
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                don't 
                                                amount 
                                                to 
                                                anything
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                sense 
                                                of 
                                                purpose 
                                                has 
                                                metastasize
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                    a 
                                                house 
                                                of 
                                                mirrors 
                                                with 
                                                no 
                                                self-reflection
 
                                    
                                
                                                Long 
                                                live 
                                                the 
                                                dead 
                                                ringers
 
                                    
                                
                                                Golden 
                                                statues, 
                                                burnt 
                                                to 
                                                cinder
 
                                    
                                
                                                Doomed 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                serial 
                                                victims
 
                                    
                                
                                                Born 
                                                to 
                                                bleed, 
                                                framed 
                                                and 
                                                idolized
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                you 
                                                wish 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                perfect
 
                                    
                                
                                                Displayed 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                seen
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                so 
                                                you 
                                                know
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                sky's 
                                                never 
                                                blue 
                                                from 
                                                above
 
                                    
                                
                                                None 
                                                of 
                                                this 
                                                is 
                                                real
 
                                    
                                
                                                Paranoia 
                                                taught 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                within 
                                                control 
                                                lies 
                                                disbelief
 
                                    
                                
                                                Blister 
                                                to 
                                                touch, 
                                                an 
                                                infectious 
                                                warmth
 
                                    
                                
                                                Dying 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                perceived 
                                                as 
                                                    I 
                                                really 
                                                fucking 
                                                am
 
                                    
                                
                                                Influential 
                                                cattle 
                                                without 
                                                    a 
                                                goddamn 
                                                map
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tricked 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                satiated
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                only 
                                                ashes 
                                                in 
                                                our 
                                                mouths
 
                                    
                                
                                                Numbers 
                                                and 
                                                glitter
 
                                    
                                
                                                Empty 
                                                plates 
                                                bathed 
                                                in 
                                                silver
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                sycophantic 
                                                dance
 
                                    
                                
                                                Mesmerizing 
                                                and 
                                                unsynchronized
 
                                    
                                
                                                Leading 
                                                the 
                                                broken 
                                                to 
                                                their
 
                                    
                                
                                                Long 
                                                forgotten 
                                                promised 
                                                land
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                you 
                                                wish 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                perfect
 
                                    
                                
                                                Displayed 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                seen
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                so 
                                                you 
                                                know
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                sky's 
                                                never 
                                                blue 
                                                from 
                                                above
 
                                    
                                
                                                None 
                                                of 
                                                this 
                                                is 
                                                real
 
                                    
                                
                                                Paranoia 
                                                taught 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                within 
                                                control 
                                                lies 
                                                disbelief
 
                                    
                                
                                                Counterfeits 
                                                and 
                                                surrogates
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                lost 
                                                the 
                                                plot 
                                                and 
                                                don't 
                                                even 
                                                care 
                                                anymore
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                don't 
                                                even 
                                                care 
                                                anymore
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                must 
                                                be 
                                                something 
                                                real
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                outside 
                                                these 
                                                walls
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                nevermind, 
                                                come 
                                                inside
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ignorance 
                                                is 
                                                bliss
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ignorance 
                                                is 
                                                bliss
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                you 
                                                wish 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                perfect
 
                                    
                                
                                                Displayed 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                seen
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                so 
                                                you 
                                                know
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                sky's 
                                                never 
                                                blue
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                you 
                                                wish 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                perfect
 
                                    
                                
                                                Displayed 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                seen
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                so 
                                                you 
                                                know
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                sky's 
                                                never 
                                                blue 
                                                from 
                                                above
 
                                    
                                
                                                None 
                                                of 
                                                this 
                                                is 
                                                real
 
                                    
                                
                                                Paranoia 
                                                taught 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                within 
                                                control 
                                                lies 
                                                disbelief
 
                                    
                                 
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