| Found my direction; |
| left and went on my way
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| Looked around and found a place to spend my days
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| Don’t believe in resurrection; |
| it’s not in my DNA
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| Don’t trust anyone coming back; |
| only those who’ve stayed
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| Slowed my focus, soaked in these slow, slow moments
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| The truth, well, it hurts, and it cuts slow, don’t it?
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| I’ve had obsessions; |
| some even led me astray
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| Some so cold, I chose to fold, go, and hide away
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| Don’t believe spells of protection; |
| that charm is MIA
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| When the universe is at its worst, I’ve learned to just wait
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| Slowed my focus, soaked in these slow, slow moments
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| The truth, well, it hurts, and it cuts slow, don’t it?
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| Slowed my focus, soaked in these slow, slow moments
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| The truth, well, it hurts, and it cuts slow, don’t it?
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| Found my direction; |
| left and went on my way
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| Looked around and found a place to spend my days |