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When they laid you out, on the metal table |
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They got the suit right, but they weren't able to erase the glare |
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You've been dead for 16 years, a myth suspended in amber |
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Reputation burnished by fear |
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If they would believe me, I would tell them all the truth about you |
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I'll never live up to you |
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Even Mao, he looks all right, on a 40-foot billboard |
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All doe-eyed, but we remember the night |
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Expectations were all I heard, they took me at my word |
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But I couldn't do what he wanted me to do |
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If they would believe me, I would tell them all the truth about you |
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I'll never live up to you |
