There are more things in Heaven and Earth, then are dreamt of in your philosophy,
And there are fewer dreams in Purgatory then are lived out in your hypocrisy.
Did you know that we are all puzzle pieces in a jigsaw mess?
And did you know that the more you struggle to fool me the more I love you less?
It's a habit that's become your habitat
It's a bottle that keeps filling itself (like the widow and her oil)
It all just keeps on filling up again.
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