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Here I lie again inside this broken body |
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Wrestle against the tree, my muscles aching |
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To get up now is death, to die is to really live |
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My flesh is restless, twisting, spasms in my back increasing |
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Splinter me, splinter me |
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My heart, my head |
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Splinter me |
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Here I think again to try to solve this puzzle |
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What is not yours |
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I don't want, my mind aching |
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To reconstruct my thoughts or let it blow away |
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You are all-knowing, changing, yeah you're killing me |
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Splinter me, splinter me |
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My heart, my head |
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Splinter me |
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Jesus whispered softly, |
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Jesus shouted it out |
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His Kingdom body coming |
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But we nail him up and hate each other |
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Splinter me, splinter me |
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My broken body |
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Splinter me |
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Splinter me, splinter me |
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My broken body |
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Splinter me |