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In a tiny little cave |
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A dog is sleeping on his back |
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Iron chains around his leg |
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But he's purring loud enough to snap |
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I see blood around his snout |
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A smile that's bigger than his mouth |
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They come to hurt him every day |
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To stomp him back into a crouch |
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But they will never quite cut through |
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Cause he's got a little piece of you |
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The time gets longer every day |
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But he sits there smiling in his cave |
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They will never quite cut through |
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We have a little piece of you |
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And all the spite you ever spate |
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Betrays your monument to fate |
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In a tiny little cave |
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A dog is sleeping on his back |
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Iron chains around his leg |
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But he's purring loud enough to snap |
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And I see blood around his snout |
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A smile that's bigger than his mouth |
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They come to hurt him every day |
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To stomp him back into a crouch |
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They will never quite cut through |
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Cause he's got a little piece of you |
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Fall asleep and dream |
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Salt in your skin |
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That leaves a small scar |
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It sits there in time |
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A red shining star |
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Salt in your skin |
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That leaves a small scar |
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Sits there murdering time |
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Red shining star |
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Shadow sweet in your bones |
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Helps to know what you said |
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The hand on your skin |
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Brings a war to your face |
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Fall asleep and dream now |
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Windows are made in your sighs |
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The piece you had hid to hide |
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The cave walls high in your mind |
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Fall asleep and dream now |
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Your heart is ready to die |
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Your jaws open wide |
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Windows are made in your mind |
