Columbine my frail design I see you see me standing on my own Is it you that I'm walking through Should I retrace my point of view I'm left in clouded dreams of finding who Not Columbine Just incase you're my disguise I found yourself to my surprise I'm on the ground And it's Harlequin who fix me up Who catches you Who wanishes me From finding who You are
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