| THE YEARS CAN PASS OVER YOU AND YOU WILL REALIZE THAT YOU HAVE HURT YOURSELF
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| WITH SO MUCH DECEPTION WITH SO MUCH IDEA WITH SO MANY DREAMS
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| YOU WERE RAISED UP IN A STRANGE WORLD
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| YOUR FISTS COULD NOT MAKE YOU OWNER OF ANYTHING
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| IT WASN'T TAKEN LIFE TO SHOW THE NAILS
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| AND SCRATCH YOURSELF IN THE DEEPEST OF THE BOWELS, CHILD
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| AND NOW, IN YOUR AUTUMN, YOU WONDER WHEN THE PAIN WINKED YOU
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| GO AND TELL THEM THAT YOU GET AROUND WITH A LITTLE LOVE
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| THAT THE STARS ARE WORTH YOU AS A CEILING
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| AND WHAT IS WORTH IN LIFE TO STAND STRONG AND PUT OUT YOUR CHEST
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| THAT THERE IS NOTHING LIKE FEELING SATISFIED
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| AND YOUR HAPPINESS IS TO TAKE ADVANTAGE
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| OF THAT PAST YOU HAVE SEEN OF THAT ROAD YOU HAVE DONE
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| GO AND TELL THEM THAT THE WORLD KNEW SHIT FOR YOU AND
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| IT DOESN'T MATTER IN THIS LIFE HOW MUCH YOU WIN OR LOSE
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| AND THAT YOU REMEMBER WALKING ON THE ROPE
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| AND THAT THE NIGHT IS A WHORE AND THAT LIFE IS A PIG
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| ARE YOU RUNNING OUT OF TIME
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| AND YOU ARE BEGINNING TO THINK THAT YOU ARE ALONE
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| YOU HAVE BURNED YOUR MEMORIES LOOKING FOR ANOTHER OPPORTUNITY
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| SOON YOU WILL REALIZE THAT EVERYTHING IS A LIE
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| SOON YOU ARE GOING TO SERIOUSLY CONSIDER IT
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| HOW LITTLE YOUR LIFE HAS BEEN
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| I GUESS YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO
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| YOU SUPPOSE YOU HAVE TO EXPLAIN
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| YOU SUPPOSE IT IS THE FEAR OF LOSING
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| I SUPPOSE IT IS YOUR DESIRE TO WIN
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| YOU SEE HOW TIME RUNS OUT
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| WITHOUT GIVING YOU ANOTHER CHANCE TO TEACH EVERYTHING
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| YOU ARE LIVING YOUR MOMENTS PRETENDING SUPERIORITY
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| NOBODY CAN TEACH YOU
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| BECAUSE YOU THINK YOU ALREADY KNOW THE MODES
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| NOBODY IS GOING TO CONDITION YOU AND YOU PLAY CONDITION
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| MEANWHILE YOU HAVE ARRIVED HERE SUCKING THE BULK
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| HIDING YOUR IGNORANCE IN CONTEMPT IN INSULT
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| WHEN LIFE WAS NOT FOR INSULTS
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| YOU HID IN THE TUMULT
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| AND YOU LEARNED TO BE AN OLD MAN WITHOUT STILL BEING AN ADULT
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| WHILE YOU HAVE ARRIVED HERE WITHOUT BEING A SAINT
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| PREACHING TO THOSE WHO LISTEN TO YOU, YOUR LIES, YOUR FEARS
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| FOR WANTING TO LIVE FROM THE STORY YOU HAVE ALREADY KILLED ALL FEELINGS
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| AND NOW YOU LOOK AT WHERE THE WIND TURNS YOU |