Lydia

[00:39.29] Through the searching lights
[00:41.62] That weave and dart
[00:44.01] Comes the stranger that cares
[00:46.13] Not for your heart
[00:49.10] The pain of living life this way
[00:53.87] Must take its toll on you some day.
[01:00.12] Your jaded eyes can't see
[01:04.83] Embarrassment or harm
[01:09.65] The frail skin that bleeds
[01:14.41] Emotionally on guard.
[01:19.22] All lowest forms of life
[01:23.94] Are pounding you inside
[01:28.70] Your hollow cold display
[01:33.75] Your tired masquerade
[01:36.92] Let the image that you present entice
[01:41.48] Unlike the mirror that shows the strains of vice
[01:46.72] This act of contact your decay
[01:51.53] While willing souls will more that pay.
[02:07.23] Your jaded eyes can't see
[02:12.03] Embarrassment or harm
[02:16.82] The frail skin that bleeds
[02:21.54] Emotionally on guard.
[02:26.59] All lowest forms of life
[02:31.20] Are pounding you inside
[02:36.09] Your hollow cold display
[02:40.88] Your tired masquerade
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