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You looked at portraits on the wall
Tryin' to find the fairest of them all
And I know
That You're prone to think
I'm the best there could be
But I wouldn't hang your
I wouldn't hang your hopes on me
There is a light that can be seen
Eclipsed by this world's maddened scream
And You know
It's even brighter
than it seems
So go towards it
Go towards your redeeming
Please don't hang me
Please don't hang me with your dreams
You looked at portraits on the wall
Tryin' to find the fairest of them all
You stand tall
So much so that you couldn't fall
You'd just hang there
You'd just hang
Wishing you were small
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