Of movie scenes
Even when she's awake
She can't tell which is fake
While her back was turned
Justice was served
I could swear I was there
She did what the viewers
Wanted her to
And to hell with the consequence
And all shall weep for our hero
So colour in the blanks
Cover up the gaps
So let the strings swell
Let the theories all converge
In a dream world
Where our hero won't get hurt
The sum of a life on a circuit board
You sleep with the TV on
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