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See me shed my mind as I leave to find the circles |
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With the gilded tongue of the eldest son I ask her |
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And I inch a smile as I take a mile from tyheir longings |
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ANd they form a chain in the fleeting rain as I leave them |
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I don't want to be responsible |
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Look at me now in my real skin |
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Made a vow my real skin |
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Shed it now keep coming in |
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Here for now in my real skin |
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I saw a picture frame tied to a horse |
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I saw the chrystal night out on the concourse |
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And the ancient trees of the bended knees will fracture |
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And we double take at an empty wake and leave them |
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I don't want to be responsible |
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Look at me now in my real skin |
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Made a vow my real skin |
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Shed it now keep coming in |
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Here for now in my real skin |
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Round and round and round and round |
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Round and round and round and round |
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I don't want to be responsible |
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I don't want to be responsible |
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Look at me now |
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Look at me now |
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Look at me now in my real skin |
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Made a vow my real skin |
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Shed it now keep coming in |
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Here for now in my real skin |
