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The shoulder that |
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I leaned on was carved out of stone |
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But when I'm done freezing |
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I want to be alone |
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Never want my hand cut off |
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Never want a hacking cough |
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Never need a cliffside push |
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Never turn my brain to mush |
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Always give me what |
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I lack Always take the best parts back |
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Always recognize your fate |
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Always just a moment late |
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Left is where |
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I always turn |
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Left is how |
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I'm forced to learn |
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Left the route my walking takes |
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Left alone with my mistakes |
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Up against the person who |
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Up 'til now |
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I never knew |
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Up from hell the answer blew |
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Up or down it's up to you |
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Drop me off the |
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Chinese wall |
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And peel my fingers off the rim |
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I come unglued while in midair and land to reform |
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Limb by limb |
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And I am taken far away... |
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Lingering slowly melting away |
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Tossed with the salad and baled with the hay |
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Pooling like water that drips from above |
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Trampled by lambs pecked by the dove |
