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Procrastination on the empty vessel |
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Roll over and over to take a breather |
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Is this dereliction of duty |
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To not throw a giant stick in the works? |
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To labor so rigidly |
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Fleeing safe havens of natural beauty |
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Procrastination on the empty vessel |
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Toil to the bone so the machines roll on |
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Is this vague assumption |
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That a call to a halt will signal our untimely end? |
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To labor so rigidly |
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All the safe havens of natural beauty |
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We don't believe that we have the nerve |
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We can believe that refusal won't hurt |
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We don't believe that we have the nerve |
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We can believe that refusal won't hurt |
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We don't believe much in ourselves |
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Nil retribution on the empty vessel |
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Bracing ourselves as we smashed our routine |
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This feels like liberation |
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Or a call to a halt that signaled our untimely end |
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To have labored so rigidly |
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Barred from safe havens of natural beauty |
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We don't believe that we have the nerve |
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We can believe that refusal won't hurt |
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We don't believe that we have the nerve |
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We can believe that refusal won't hurt |
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We don't believe much in ourselves, ourselves |