Lungs Like Gallows

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[00:11.15]	I give blood to prove to myself
[00:14.76]	that I can matter to somebody else.
[00:17.77]	Is what makes a man the dirt on his hands?
[00:21.54]	If so, don't put your faith in the desert sand,
[00:25.31]	There are gallows deep inside my lungs,
[00:28.63]	thats where I hung ambition.
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[00:32.16]	Is it luck that's knocking on my back door?
[00:37.60]	Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984.
[00:43.99]	I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores
[00:49.88]	and I open my umbrella even when I am indoors.
[00:56.71]	So give me seven more.
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[01:31.52]	Is it luck that's knocking on my back door?
[01:37.31]	Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984.
[01:43.70]	I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores
[01:49.85]	and I open my umbrella even when I am indoors.
[01:55.92]	So give me seven more.
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[01:58.20]	I don't need her. I'm not that desperate.
[02:01.39]	Come visit me in twenty years and maybe then.
[02:04.54]	Cause I'm not done screaming yet.
[02:07.52]	You can call off the intervention.
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[02:46.08]	Is it luck that's knocking on my back door?
[02:52.98]	Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984.
[02:59.31]	I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores
[03:05.61]	and I open my umbrella even when I am indoors.
[03:11.99]	So give me seven more.
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