| Disease.
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| I fell to sleep on my knees.
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| I bit my tongue off in time for a brunch
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| Or a 4 course meal touch, just to bleed.
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| But I won’t let you down.
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| In heat, I’m a cart in the corner,
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| A benefit concert for eating disorders.
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| But nothing has changed and yet nothing will stay the same…
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| I won’t let you down.
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| Plant the seeds within the weeds.
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| Plant the seeds…
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| Disease.
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| I fell to sleep on my needs.
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| I missed your face from the moment I lied,
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| From the first tear you cried…
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| Now I’m begging and pleading but nothing is working.
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| I bleed.
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| I planted every last seed.
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| I water daily but nothing is growing…
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| There’s no change worth showing.
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| I’ve fallen apart, I’ve rolled up in the corner to die. |