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The Ticonderoga - Bowerbirds |
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Old ship, give me your hands. |
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Im the cape that came to crush and snag you on my sands. |
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Below the ocean, and from my point of view, |
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You were always drinking, and drunk well before noon, |
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And dreaming on my pillow of high tide. |
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But Id allow you. |
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Old friend, give me back my hands. |
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Im the crutch thats missing, and youre the crippled little lamb. |
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Those claws will get you; those teeth will take your life, |
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But you wont know whats missing. |
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This gift aint giving. This wolf aint worth the fight |
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If you get lost, if you get lost, you lose tonight. |
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This gift ain't giving. This wolf ain't worth the fight. |
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If you get lost, if you get lost you lose tonight |
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