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Matt Pond PA - First Song |
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i've found a way |
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beyond the dark |
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filthy and humble |
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hands strike the spark |
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from cardboard cones |
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through screen door squares |
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my pockets of smoke |
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roll down the stairs |
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long braids of leaves |
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printed on knees |
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we fought through slep |
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those wars were sweet |
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i've fed my lines |
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blank gutted words |
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our shadows running |
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filled up with thirst |
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i found a way |
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the curtains part |
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failed song sung loudly |
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through holes in hearts |
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and i can't tilll why i'm sure |
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i am poisoned and i'm pure |
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these secrets we all share |
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keep our breath inside the air |
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the fint might slip |
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and streams could stall |
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a twisted compass |
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still finds the dawn |
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failed songs sung loudly |
