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Far out and failing |
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So they lead you away |
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Speak for me would you |
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I have nothing to say |
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And you would not notice |
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My hands have let go |
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Feel free to replace them |
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They are idle and slow |
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Mothers and fathers |
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You sisters all lost |
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The pending opinions |
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Are you worth what they've got |
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And they would not notice |
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Your hands open wide |
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Some Judas before them |
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With thorns in your side |
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Feel free to lay down |
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You could use a rest |
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Speak for me would you |
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Since you've taken my breath |
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And you would not notice |
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My hands have let go |
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Feel free to replace them |
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They are idle and slow |
