| Sometimes I feel like my heart turns to dust
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| Unfollow the rule
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| Unswallow the trust
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| Sometimes I feel like my brain turns to leaves
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| Unfollow the rules
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| Uncover the thieves of the game
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| Sometimes I reel in a fish far too small
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| Back into the sea, hook, sinker and all
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| And beyond ruins from before the fall
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| Stop looking and see
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| And just head the call of the plebes
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| Just like Hercules in Thebes was just
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| By just being a man
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| But I’m no Hercules
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| And this is Herculean
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| Tomorrow l will just be feeling the pain
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| Don’t give me what I want
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| Just give me what I’m needing
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| Unfollow the rules
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| Unfollow the path to the seeding
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| I’ll never know
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| But perhaps I’ll have a feeling
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| Unfollow the rules
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| Unfollow the wrath to the stealing
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| But I’m no Hercules
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| And this is Herculean
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| Tomorrow I will just be feeling the pain
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| I’m no Hercules
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| And this is Herculean
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| Tomorrow I will just be feeling the pain
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| Don’t give me what I want
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| Just give me what I’m needing
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| I will never know
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| But perhaps I’ll have a feeling
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| Don’t give me what I want
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| Just give me what I’m needing
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| I will never know
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| But perhaps I’ll have a feeling |