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I'm a dog with a glass half full of dirt, |
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I'm a dog accustomed to years of hurt. |
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I'm a dog with no chip on his shoulder, |
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Hell, these burdens on my back are as heavy as boulders, |
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Still as I've got older I've learnt to make the hurt invert into pleasure for better or worse, |
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This devil of a dog feels alive. |
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This old dog feels so free. |
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The mongrel in me. |
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I'm a bird being dragged through a broken cat flap, |
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I'm a bird, broken winged, feeding a greedy fat cat, |
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I'm a bird who used to fly so high, |
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Hell, Icarus never even reached those heights, |
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But I dug too deep in the dirt for a big fat worm. |
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Will I ever learn? |
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The sky is not the limit it is only the genesis of dreams. |
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I roll around through these clouds with a bird's eye view of earth, |
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Your hope surrounds this ascending rebirth, |
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And as we stare at the sun, the garden's poetry in bloom, |
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My sins come undone for the goddess in you. |
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I'm a chameleon, I change my colour, |
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Pink, blue, green, red and so many others, |
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I adapt, enwrapped in all my surroundings, |
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Trapped in this syntax that I am bound within. |
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I'm a T-Rex, I scare all my best friends away, |
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I'm a T-Rex, get a worse rep every day, |
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I'm a T-Rex with a dangerous bite, |
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Hell, these jaws are faster than the speed of light, |
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But everything I want to hold is out of reach with these cruel small arms, |
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I can't cradle you within these razor sharp teeth. |
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I roll around through these clouds with a bird's eye view of earth, |
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Your hope surrounds this ascending rebirth, |
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And as we stare at the sun, the garden's poetry in bloom, |
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My sins come undone for the goddess in you. |
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Sanctuary for the broken hearted. |
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Reunited with the dear departed. |
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We ricochet across the twilight. |
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Electricity ignites the skyline. |
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There is light at the end of the aorta. |
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There is hope for our sons and daughters. |
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Cut the stars open, light bleeding. |
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Pinch me, pinch me, I must be dreaming. |
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