| Flesh and bone,
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| Cut out of stone
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| I’ll never be ready to leave this home
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| I’ve got a gift
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| I could dwell, I could dwell on it
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| And never notice, I’d never notice
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| The truth in me is what I wanted
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| The truth is I was never honest before this
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| Didn’t love, didn’t love, didn’t love the comedown
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| Didn’t love, didn’t love, didn’t love the comedown
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| I fought for freedom
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| And the fighting folded over me
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| I caught the wind
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| In grocery bags and garbage bins
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| And I didn’t know what I’d been avoiding
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| I didn’t know what I’d been
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| The truth in me is what I wanted
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| The truth is I was never honest before this
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| Didn’t love, didn’t love, didn’t love the comedown
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| Didn’t love, didn’t love, didn’t love the comedown
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| Didn’t love, didn’t love, didn’t love the comedown, the comedown, the comedown
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| Didn’t love, didn’t love, didn’t love the comedown
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| Didn’t love, didn’t love, didn’t love the comedown
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| Didn’t love, didn’t love, didn’t love the comedown, the comedown, the comedown |