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With every wind I hear you sing |
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"You will be fine" |
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With every note stuck in your throat |
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"This is your time", but |
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Everyone is just walking away from me |
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Am I really that nasty |
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All the dust and dirt affects my skin |
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Everyone is just turning away from me |
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Am I really that filthy |
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It's cold and dark, let me in |
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I'm in love with this land of plenty |
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Full of folks that still are friendly |
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I'v lost my will, still I see some hope |
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Give me a rope, I'll take it gladly |
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Find me a tree, make it sturdy |
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Bye ma! |
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It's my time to go |
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Yes this one's for the dead |
