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One hand on this wily comet |
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Take a drink just to give me some weight |
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Some uber-man I'd make |
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I'm barely a vapor |
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They shone a chlorine light on |
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A host of individual sins |
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Let's carve my aging face off |
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Fetch us a knife |
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Start with my eyes |
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Down so the lines |
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Form a grimacing smile |
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Close your eyes to corral a virtue |
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Is this fooling anyone else |
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Never worked so long and hard |
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To cement a failure |
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We can blow on our thumbs and posture |
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But the lonely are such delicate things |
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The wind from a wasp could blow them |
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Into the sea |
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With stones on their feet |
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Lost to the light and the loving we need |
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Still to come |
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The worst part and you know it |
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There is a numbness |
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In your heart and it's growing |
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With burnt sage and a forest of bygones |
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I click my heels |
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Get the devils in line |
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A list of things I could lay the blame on |
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Might give me a way out |
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But with each turn |
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It's this front and center |
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Like a dart stuck square in your eye |
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Every post you can hitch your faith on |
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Is a pie in the sky |
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Chock full of lies |
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A tool we devise |
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To make sinking stones fly |
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And still to come |
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The worst part and you know it |
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There is a numbness |
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In your heart and it's growing |
