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Fall down again |
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In my ego's bed |
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Fall down again |
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In my lake of a head |
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Sit on amends |
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With the wrong that was said |
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Sit on amends |
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Tense the lip |
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Nod the head |
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Caring just to pretend |
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Only to offend |
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In my ego's bed |
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Never a friend |
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In my ego's bed |
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Purely mislead |
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In my ego's bed |
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Though the mind can only know it |
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Know the softness that it's told |
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It is the heart that surely shows it |
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Shows the softness the mind knows |
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While the body tries to hold it |
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Hold the softness the heart shows |
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While the soul is here to mould it |
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Mould the softness of all knowns |
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We have come so far |
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Don't throw this |
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We have come so far |
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She's thrown it |
