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Held up here, it's a silent fear |
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And this space don't take my mind |
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A cloudy wake, it's a young mistake |
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That I'm clothed in |
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I can't see when I filled with sleep |
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It's a golden dream of mine |
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But when I rise with my morning eyes |
| [00:49.18] |
It's all spoken |
| [00:53.50][02:10.08][02:55.67] |
Wait, don't drown it in the waterhole |
| [01:02.83][02:18.83][03:03.74] |
Taste, the feeling of a fever soul |
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All in all I need to get me through |
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I still stir, such a war of words |
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I'm a maker of my time |
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A feeble man with a broken plan |
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Oh I'm loathing |
| [01:52.69] |
Make my bed on the great unsaid |
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And my meekness sends me low |
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I stood fair, but you still weren't there |
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So you've chosen |
