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you target ones with loose tongue |
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through your fingers you find ways to |
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make us turn inside if i lose my ground |
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i will stand by to navigate the escape |
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for the silent ones. |
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so take |
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it to the back of the bar you |
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make me think what you want to tell |
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me. first i will say anything to make |
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sure you dont. you act less blessed you |
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are sympathies great deviever ...oh the |
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taste of your teeth after you sneer. |
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by the accident of approval we'll take a |
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shot in the dark to kill the buss in the |
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room i'll take the side of the ones |
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whose feet touch the floor you'll take |
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the side of the ones approaching lines |
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to create life. |
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for starving eyes i know you will |
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never make a proud home. |