| I wrote my name on the wall of the bathroom
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| Only because I knew one day I would change
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| To give and take away the garden I had planted
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| Always I demanded that my own vine grow tall
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| Everything will fall everything that stands
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| Everything will be brought back where it first began
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| When I was wild I’d invite all I had known
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| When I was real I could feel what I did before
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| You cut off all your hair when they buried your brother
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| There was no one other that you’d always known
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| And shaking tambourines won’t bring you any closer
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| And as you’re growing older all will go away
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| But until then I’ll stay until then I’m sure
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| Until then we’ll not remain in this garden anymore
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| Everything will fall everything that stands
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| Everything will be brought back where it first began
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| When I was wild I’d invite all I had known
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| When I was real I could feel what I did before
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| Everything will fall everything that stands
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| Everything will be brought back where it first began
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| When I was wild I’d invite all I had known
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| When I was real I could feel what I did before |