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Used Like an old panio played for generations slowly fading out of tune, (Used like the soul's on the bottom of my favorite pair of dancing shoes |
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I know I'm not some bright and shinny polished up car that's sparkling new right off the salesroom floor |
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Yeah I've got some dents and bruises I've been dropped and there's a scar where my heart has been broke before, but in the end I'll be worth a whole lot more |
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Used, like a book read so many times front to back it starts to split in two, |
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Used like a house where a family lived till they died and there's a soul in every room |
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I know I'm not some brand new neww dress hanging there perfectly pressed, that never has been worn I've got some button's missing and there a couple stains and places where the fabric has been torn, but in the end I'll be worth a whole lot more, |
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This fragile heart has been passed around been ignored and been let down, been learning since the day that I was born |
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But everything it's been through has lead me down to this road to and I can give like I couldn't give before, but in the end I can love a whole lot more. |
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