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"Paul Simon & Precious Metals" |
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You said your life's a house of cards, |
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and it teeters on the brink |
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On the edges of window ledges, |
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until like a great ship down it sinks |
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Into the sea bed, with sunken gold |
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And words that we said |
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back when You used to think that your life was |
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precious metals and rose petals |
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But now as you're growing up you're finding |
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it's nail-biting and teeth-grinding |
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That crown you wore with the Rhinestones is |
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now just thorns, needles and pinecones |
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And here's one last thing that you must learn too; |
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what keeps you warm can also burn you |
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Time's sinister sundials make your days hard as city streets |
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You fall in traps, jet black in the hole that your self-pity eats |
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I'm playing cards real close to my chest |
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so you can't see what I've got |
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One minute we're sub-zero and in the |
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same breath piping hot because |
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When we are up, we're up and then |
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when we are down, we're down |
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Cars crash in perfect fashion but they |
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don't seem to make a sound and now |
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When I'm hanging with you it feels like I'm hanging myself |
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Now my phone's off the hook and I lay low, lie low, I go stealth |
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You used to think that your life was |
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precious metals and Rose petals |
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But now as you're growing up you're finding |
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it's nail-biting and teeth-grinding |
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That crown you wore with the Rhinestones is now |
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just thorns, needles and pinecones |
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And here's one last thing that you must learn too; |
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what keeps you warm can also burn you |
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You said your life's a house of cards, and it teeters on the brink |
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On the edges of window l-e-d-g-e-s, |
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Watch the clouds move up above, As we slowly start to fade |
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You and I had things that cut like a razor blade |
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by og |