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Threw you the obvious
and you flew with it on your back,
a name in your recollection, thrown down among a million same.
Difficult not to feel a little bit
disappointed and passed over when i've looked right through to see you naked and oblivious and you don't see me.

But i threw you the obvious just to see if there's more behind
the eyes of a fallen angel, the eyes of a tragedy.
Here i am expecting just a little bit too much from the wounded.But i see through it all and see you.
So i threw you the obvious to see what occurs behind the eyes of a fallen angel, eyes of a tragedy.
Oh well. Apparently nothing.
Apparently nothing at allYou don't see me. You don't see me at all.