| I’m the same person
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| That saved you with my lips
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| The very same man
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| That blessed your fingertips
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| The only one around here
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| Who likes to remember you as you were
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| The only thing to doubt here
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| Is are we drinking
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| Or are we not
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| Are we sinking?
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| I’ve said the same thing now forever
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| We keep getting sidetracked, waylaid, replayed
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| Hey whatever
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| My heart ain’t coming back
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| No, no never
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| The only thing to doubt here
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| Is my actual existence
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| Juris prudence proven misfit
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| Likes the seances
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| But won’t stick
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| To the surfaces
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| He’s too slick
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| And so alone
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| Like magic
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| I’m the same person
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| Who taught you with my eyes
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| You know there was a time girl
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| You liked to hear my lies
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| So now what? |
| Half truth is suddenly despised?
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| Show me your game plan
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| You know the dog ate mine
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| Mine was this insane plan
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| Where everybody’s high
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| Now I know the film flam
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| Of being someone’s prize
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| The only thing to doubt here
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| Is my actual existence
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| Only proven by circumference
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| Stones are thrown
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| And they don’t miss
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| You only get bruised
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| If you exist
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| As told to me by prophets |