The door is open,
I am on both sides of it,
but I must walk now.
I must pick a side,
old loyalties were fiction,
my heart lied to me.
Protection is pain,
driven mad by my own lies.
Please tell me my truth.
The door is open,
I am on both sides of it,
but I must walk now.
I must pick a side,
old loyalties were fiction,
my heart lied to me.
Protection is pain,
driven mad by my own lies.
Please tell me my truth.
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