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I still got these fingers left on this hand |
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Take off your belt and I'll do what I can for you |
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You sure look like you could be some kind of harm |
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And maybe it's true |
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You're more gifted than most |
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You'll still be remembered by a notch in my bedpost |
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Left in your wake |
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At the break of the day that comes after |
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There's no one above me |
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To stay my fierce hands |
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No, you dont love me |
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Don't you say that you do |
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Because you can't |
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It would be my pleasure to sit here and talk with you all day |
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But there's no part of me that's not wasting away |
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As we speak of these dreams |
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Promises that might be but never are |
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Oh, change is beyond me |
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I'm helpless to start |
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Don't try to touch me, I'll just rip apart |
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All the people and things |
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I wish that I knew how to care for |
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There's no one above me |
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To stay my fierce hands |
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No, you don't love me |
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Don't you say that you do |
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You, you can't |
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Theres no one above me |
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To stay my fierce hands |
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No, you don't love me |
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Don't say that you do |
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Because you can't |
