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The stresses of all these years |
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Their toll is manifest |
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Never felt |
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But now revealed |
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As I'm put to the test |
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This manufactured world of pain |
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Brings shock to the system |
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That rearranges DNA |
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Into a code of death |
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Evidence now introduced |
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The provenance is clear |
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Carelessness brings changes |
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If one is cavalier |
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If everything's in balance |
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Our bodies respond |
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Bur challenges emerge as life goes on |
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Women cry as children become men |
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And all that I can do is try to set things right again |
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Fear and doubt, confronted by our end |
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But all that we can do is try to become whole again |
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Witness the parallels |
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Between life and cells |
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Under stress to divide |
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Trying to conform |
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To what might seem the norm |
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Has brought me here where I might die |
