Tom Budin feat. Stevyn mirrors

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I rode that river as deep as it would go,
And without fail we found our trail had run out of road,
The faulty installation on which we built this love,
Caused our inevitable deterioration,
And here is where I draw the line,
No more lies I self-inscribe,
The mirror holds me as who I perceive I am.

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