| At night I crawl and sometimes fall
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| Will this thick skin absorb your sins?
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| Egyptians trade, feel numb for a day
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| Not even warm Saint Christopher’s gaze
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| Margarita says drink when you’re dead
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| In the same boat, our half don’t float
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| Phone call from Puerto Rico
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| Tell my girl I love her so
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| One day you’ll be replaced
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| That deep blue sky will be your home in time
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| At night I crawl and sometimes fall
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| Will this thick skin absorb your sins?
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| Lean on me 'cause I’m old and weak
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| Bones decay, waddle on feet
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| We’ll sway from state to state
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| In solid heat our bodies wait
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| One day you’ll be replaced
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| That deep blue sky will be your home in time
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| At night I crawl and sometimes fall
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| With this thin skin, you can see my sins
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| Egyptians trade, feel numb for a day
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| Not even warm Saint Christopher’s gaze
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| Phone call from Puerto Rico
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| Tell my girl I love her so
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| One day you’ll be replaced
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| That deep blue sky will be your home in time
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| Time, time, time, time
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| Time, time, time, time
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| Time, time, time, time
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| Time, time, time, time |