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THE MOST TENDER THING YOU'VE SAID TO ME |
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IS THAT I SUFFER FROM PARANOIA |
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SOMETIMES WHEN I WISH TO KILL |
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I COUNT FROM ONE TO SIX HUNDRED KILOMETERS |
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YET I FAIL TO FEEL |
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I SAIL TO SEA |
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I FAIL TO BEHAVE RATIONALLY |
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AND I FAIL TO GRIP |
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I FAIL TO KEEP |
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I FAIL TO THINK ABOUT ME |
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"IF I WERE ABLE TO HATE |
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PERHAPS HATRED WOULD BRING ME RELIEF |
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I OUGHT TO HAVE A STEEL BROW |
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AND A HEART OF STONE" |
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YET YOU FAILED TO FEEL |
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YOU SAILED TO SEA |
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YOU FAILED TO EMBRACE MY INSECURITIES |
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AND I FAILED TO GRIP |
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I FAILED TO KEEP |
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I FAILED TO THINK ABOUT ME |