| Begging for change on the outskirts of the city
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| Not knowing on whose tombstone he was sitting
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| He prayed save me and them
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| From the who knows and the happened agains
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| They’re swimming just like ghosts beneath the floor
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| They use their magnets to drag all feet to the door
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| I guess i’ll have to run
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| Head down in an open field but the space doesn’t make him cold
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| I’ll grow like some tree and i still won’t like you on your knees
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| So long as you’ll leave me where i’ll be
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| Thought he heard the world begging please defeat me
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| He learned the story of some architect and checked out completely
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| I know i don’t move so good
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| But mom i swear someday i’ll dance in the woods
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| Until then i’ll get trapped in my room
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| And hopefully start to cry from the fumes
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| Be proud of being ashamed of speaking in code
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| And be about the same of how i push the load
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| And no one will be spared and still no will care
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| Of those dying trying to protect those dying because
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| They had performed correct
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| I had to run
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| The man in the seminar suit said there was something i could do
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| I’ll grow like some tree and still i won’t like you on your knees
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| So long as you will leave me where i’ll be |