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You tie your shoes too tight, you know |
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Cause it feels better that way |
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And when you don't, all night you are dreaming |
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You walk, laces streaming down the street behind you |
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A river of tangled string |
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You are unraveling |
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And no one else seems to mind |
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You keep it to yourself, stay numb and act fine |
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You wear the truth under your sole, like a pebble |
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It makes you limp and sway |
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But it will out someday |
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Take it from me it is no use |
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Washing your hands so often they are clean and cracked |
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You never get your old skin back |
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Once you have loved like that |
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You're a river of tangled string |
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You are unraveling |
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And no one else seems to mind |
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You keep it to yourself, stay numb and act fine |
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You wear the truth under your sole, like a pebble |
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It makes you limp and sway |
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But it will out someday |
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He is inside you, he loved your marrow |
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You think you could cut him out with a knife |
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If you went deep enough |
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I don't think so |
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Maybe sing him back to living |
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Cause he might rise like a snake in a basket |
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Or he may close his eyes |
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And wait till his life is a full-fledged casket, floating on |
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A river of tangled string |
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You are unraveling |
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And no one else seems to mind |
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You keep it to yourself, stay numb and act fine |
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You wear the truth under your sole, like a pebble |
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It makes you limp and sway |
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But it will out someday |
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Some day...ohh...hey... |
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