| Everyone you said that you’d
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| Never ever turn into
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| Leave behind or shed the truth
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| Belief in what you have to do
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| It’s so hollow bone
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| Settle where the compass points
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| In the belly, in the joints
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| The president of meat anoints
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| He’s sorry if I disappoint you
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| Oh, to be a stone
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| I walk a thousand miles to be alone
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| Everyone you care about
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| Say you’d never do without
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| Walk away, forsake or doubt
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| See them fade and flicker out
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| Faces on the phone
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| Everything that you rely on
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| Tentacles of blood and (lion?)
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| Realize that you want to cry on
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| Promises that you get by on
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| Life is all I own
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| You walk a thousand miles of your alone
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| Ring my chimes, I’m a ding-dong daddy
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| Step right up and see
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| It’s your head here x 6
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| Everywhere you think you stand
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| Leave your shadow in the sand
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| Love’s the blossom in your hand
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| Die amongst the ghostly (pan'd?)
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| Into the phantom zone
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| Boys with meat inside their heads
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| Appetites that get it spread
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| All across the lily bed
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| The lily pad is turning red
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| I love the way you drone
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| I walk a thousand miles and I’m alone
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| Ring my chimes, I’m a ding-dong daddy
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| Yessirree it’s true
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| It’s your head here (to out) |