I go beyond all recognizable
Boundaries of shame and decency
All for something hung-over from a dream
A meaning I'll never understand
And hardly believe
No one sees anything
But every one of them is staring
Straight through the misperception
I confidently believe
One line short a lie
Beyond the finish on a forgetful path
Ash and mud
One line short a lie
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