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I'm living in a hole and I want to go deeper |
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I never find gold but other things much sweeter |
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Sweeter than the frosting on the cake |
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Sweeter than beespit for christ sake |
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I found the death certificate for my father |
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And I tunnelled to the center of the Earth |
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I folded it and shoved it in my back pocket |
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I keep digging |
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So many people in the world who love me |
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Toss down the rope ladder to climb and I keep digging |
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I want out of reach |
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And yell at them for blocking the sunlight a reflection |
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In the dark it wasn't angry |
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I wasn't falling |
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As long as it keeps reflecting |
