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@ @ |
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I give blood to prove to myself |
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that I can matter to somebody else. |
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Is what makes a man the dirt on his hands? |
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If so, don't put your faith in the desert sand, |
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There are gallows deep inside my lungs, |
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thats where I hung ambition. |
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Is it luck that's knocking on my back door? |
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Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984. |
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I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores |
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and I open my umbrella even when I am indoors. |
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So give me seven more. |
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Is it luck that's knocking on my back door? |
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Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984. |
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I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores |
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and I open my umbrella even when I am indoors. |
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So give me seven more. |
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I don't need her. I'm not that desperate. |
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Come visit me in twenty years and maybe then. |
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Cause I'm not done screaming yet. |
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You can call off the intervention. |
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Is it luck that's knocking on my back door? |
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Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984. |
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I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores |
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and I open my umbrella even when I am indoors. |
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So give me seven more. |
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