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This song is by Carl Hauck.

Persistence, a murderer when reason drops its guard

The flesh of time left ravaged, the hands and fingers marred

Oh, to love a strange face, in its passing brevity

It's a forced resignation to a voyeur's tendencies

For fear of all the world's empty adjectives

It's our name, it's our name, that we're harboring

Candor's youthful sentiments remain in thoughts unspoken

The fragile is only noticed when it's broken

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