| This is not together living. |
| My benefit at your expense. |
| I was just some fair
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| weather
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| Friend who fled for shelter as the storm set in
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| My memory of how it went, was a memory skewed to my defense. |
| I took more and
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| more from you until I begged and borrowed all that I could get
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| Damn my insatiable hunger. |
| I ate myself sick before I was fed. |
| It seems I had
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| no clue of all
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| I’d had taken until it came time for me to pay my debt
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| As the blood of every minute pours through the
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| Arteries of years. |
| I could barely hear you here through a life now reproduced
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| Like the burnt leaves of autumn, a world fades away. |
| I couldn’t keep you here
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| Even though I begged you to stay. |
| So, why not leave it for what it is
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| Why dig past the quills for the rodent within
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| Why not leave everything that hurts you too much
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| Alone to die in some hospital bed
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| This still deserves a whisper, a proclamation from the roofs, won’t god divide
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| the
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| Water, or speak another truth. |
| My words are slipping from me, I cannot make a
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| sound
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| As that ever muffled drumming meets the quiet of the ground
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| March 31st or was it april 04th, I guess the date is
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| Inconsequential, but I know now for sure, that i’d taken you for granted for
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| far too
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| Long, and everyone takes everything for granted until it’s gone
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| And I concede that some are far worse off than me
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| As I sit here with my bounty and healthy family
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| Ignoring phone calls from good friends I don’t have time for these days
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| And I lock the doors, and pull the shutters, and draw the shades
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| And I beg and borrow and never return, and I feed and siphon and i’m never
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| going to
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| Learn, that you were none of my concern. |
| Beg and borrow and never return, and I
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| Feed and siphon and i’m never going to learn, that i’m the only one who is of
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| any of my
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| Concern, and i’ll wear my guilt like an albatross around my neck |