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I liked the way my hand looked
On your head
In the presence of my knuckles
But the beauty of this vision alone

Just like yesterday's sunset
Has been perverted by the sentimental
And mistaken for love
The felix of your truth will always break it

And the iris of your eye will always shake it
And the armies the armies I have created
Will always hate it
Will always bait you on

I liked the way my hand looked on your head
In the presence of my struggle
But the beauty of this vision alone
I can't shake from my tree just yet

It keeps invading all my private moments
Listen to me now

Written by KOWALCZYK, EDWARD JOEL / TAYLOR, CHAD DAVID / DAHLHEIMER, PATRICK / GRACEY, CHAD ALAN
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group, EMI Music Publishing

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