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Morning comes early |
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And nighttime falls too late |
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Sometimes my shoulders bend from the weight |
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I've listened for hours |
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To the voices from within |
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Arranging my warfare as I'm shedding skin |
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It's been a long long time |
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That I've been down this hole |
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Separated from my deepest soul |
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It's recreation time |
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And though it scares me so |
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I'm off to see The Re-formation show |
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I'm usually hiding |
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While the world around me grows |
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Into the kind I'm reluctant to know |
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But lately I've wondered |
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If the sun would take me in |
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To cope with the life I long to begin |
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It's been a long long time |
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I lost my self-control |
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Separated from my deepest soul |
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It's dissolution time |
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And I'm about to go |
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Off to see The Re-formation show |
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Life goes on |
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It's been a long long time |
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That I've been down this hole |
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Separated from my deepest soul |
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It's disillusion time |
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I was supposed to go |
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Off to see The Re-formation show |
