Misguided direction, longing for perfection, whoa

 Chorus:
Love and pain, only for the foolish
Once again, try to hide what's there inside
I'm the same temporary hero, who's to blame

Rituals and movements, much too soon improvements
(Hide many scars) others and ours
Too late to discover this untainted love is (destined to be) a sad memory

(chorus)

(Solo)

So you take your chances, watchful of the glances, but don't turn away
Though the wounds are healing, don't tell me the feeling's the same

(chorus repeats out)

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