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She shines a light from side to side |
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In my eye and reflect on the corner |
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Picks me up and dusts my pride |
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When she's watching in the lines |
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What I ask and I start lying |
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She picks me up and she tells me to die |
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She balances on top of her head |
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And throw a WIRE FRAME MATTRESS |
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And see through the glasses |
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You sit there and laugh while MY DIGNITY COLLAPSES |
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She lets a rose on the back of my hand |
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If I dissipate and dare walk away |
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I'm sure she felt |
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And I sleep in the closet in the night |
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So if she decides you survive |
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I'm gonna leave my house and cry |
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She balances on top of her head |
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And throw a WIRE FRAME MATTRESS |
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And see through the glasses |
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You sit there and laugh while MY DIGNITY COLLAPSES |
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She balances on top of her head |
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And throw a WIRE FRAME MATTRESS |
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And see through the glasses |
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You sit there and laugh while MY DIGNITY COLLAPSES |
