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Şarkı Sözleri All of you want, that pretty picture The perfection, that illusion has got your head Strive, strive, strive, but the image eludes your reality On your deathbed, empty handed, it might all sink in And as you tune out It hits you It was just a visual And then it hits you It was just a visual