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Don't you bear the voices calling for someone shaped like you watch their fingers clenching round the cross once misconstrued what's wrong god you became odd this was your job why did you stop now you look helpless god you're still mute what about your son we'd like to salute we'd like to see the one now you can show us your skills it seems to be your chance pull yourself up oh, sorry - didn't know you feel sick you're getting in retirement age you're off, you're carried off the stage you're said to be a mastermind so if you feel inclined get yourself going oh sorry - did you know you feel sick hey god, what is up hey god, your glance is sad sorry for asking, but is it your age? "The one who's always there" a new name, would be fair excuse me, but now |
