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This is forgiven |
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If the uniform fits |
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Postponed |
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At the first showing |
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This is the tension mold |
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Of frozen icicles |
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And it feels like it's snowing |
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You speak in tongues |
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Tremors that warn us of ourselves |
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Born in hearts |
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Etched in cold |
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At the first showing |
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(walk away) |
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Nothing bleeds the same |
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My travel expenses paid |
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Postponed |
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At the first showing |
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This dance is out of rhythm |
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We trip on excess steps |
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Postponed |
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At the first showing |
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You speak in tongues |
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Tremors that warn us of ourselves |
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Born in hearts |
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Etched in cold |
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Swingsets pay |
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The playground toll |
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Tremors that hold us |
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Tremors that warn us |
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Nothing bleeds like |
