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Did everybody spit upon you |
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God dealt a card you didn't ask for |
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Are you the one they throw the change to |
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While the other hand locks the door |
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What are you in for |
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What if I could rise and take this mat with me |
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And what if |
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I had eyes that couldn't help but see |
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And what if |
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I could fly, why not it's never going to be |
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So tell what are you accused of |
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That you should be incarcerated |
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Can you endure a life with no love |
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Or is this a life at all |
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What are you in for |
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What if I could rise and take this mat with me |
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And what if |
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I had eyes that couldn't help but see |
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And what if |
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I could fly, why not it's never going to be |
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He put berries on a vine, stirred waves into the sea |
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He put planets in a line, but he didn't finish me |
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He made day time and the night, so you'd appreciate the sun |
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Am I the darkness to your light, so that you'll be glad you're one |
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Of the lucky ones with all your sanity to spare |
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So keep pretending not to see me, |
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I'll keep pretending not to care |
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What if I could rise and take this mat with me |
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And what if |
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I had eyes that couldn't help but see |
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And what if |
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I could fly, why not it's never going to be |
