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PINELESS |
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Music: Erik Sanko |
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Lyrics: Chris Maxwell (?) |
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I'm made of clay |
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Anything you say |
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Will determine the shape I take |
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And look my way |
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A vast delay |
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Between love and hate |
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And I'll sit on the fence 'til I sense |
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What's appropriate |
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Because I'm spineless |
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Yes I'm spineless |
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And the only suit I'll get into |
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Is this |
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I'll betray |
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My friends and mates |
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And I'll laugh at the jokes of folks |
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Prepared to pay |
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Because I'm spineless |
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Yes I'm spineless |
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And the only suit I'll get into |
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Is this |
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The crowd comes in |
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So full of sin |
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And I'm a hit |
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So full of shit |
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My bones go soft |
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My mouth goes off |
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My hand goes out |
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Just watch me mould (3x) |
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I'm behind |
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Your your party line |
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But I'll step on a dime anytime |
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Because I'm spineless |
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Yes I'm spineless |
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And the only suit I'll get into |
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Is this |
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Yes I'm spineless |
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Yes I'm spineless |
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'cause I'm spineless |
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Completely spineless |