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Sailing on my every step |
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Inching off of the earth... |
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It's magnified |
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by the things I've done |
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The thing that I've become |
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Every lift of my hand, |
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Coffee cup up and back, |
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Is magnified |
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by the things I've done |
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The things I've seen, the things I've caused, |
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I'm a dead man walking. |
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The hammer that I once brought down now hovers over me. |
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Casts a shadow, a cross/across onto me. |
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The hallways are all mocking me. |
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What I've become they're all mocking me. |
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I'm a dead man walking. A dead man walking. A dead man walking. |
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I'm a dead man walking. Dead man walking. Dead man walking. |
