In these days of manmade wonders we still bicker over flies
When you come seeking for forgiveness, I'll be forced to choose my side
If I deny you what you're searching, do I do it out of fear
Am I ruling out my reason, killing that which I hold dear
Out of my way I'm running, with an excuse just underway Reality is so daunting, and I've got no way to explain
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