| The morning is coming with a hunger to feed.
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| I’ll do what I’ve got to get the taste that I need.
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| Minute by minute and hour by hour.
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| I’ll feed this pit with what I find and all I can scour.
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| Give me a feather and I’ll trade you my friend.
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| It’s just a single feather dear, it won’t be the end.
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| Watch and you’ll learn young one, I’m not what you think.
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| I’ll give you all you’d ever want, to eat and to drink.
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| It’s too far to run. |
| It’s too hard to fly.
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| There’s got to be a better way
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| It’s too far to run. |
| It’s too hard to fly.
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| A feather’s small to give away.
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| One was the deal before but now I want three.
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| So if you want to get your fix you’ll have to agree.
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| Don’t you fret now, don’t you fear, you’ve still got much to give.
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| I’ll keep my word if you keep yours; |
| you still need me to live.
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| I’m too slow to run.
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| I’m too weak to fly.
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| (I'm too slow to run)
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| I’m tired living day by day.
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| I’m too slow to run.
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| I’m too weak to fly.
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| (I'm too slow to run)
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| How much will I have to pay?
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| Fool don’t you see, you haven’t a choice.
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| No one will listen, hear out your voice.
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| You’re lost and accursed,
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| (Lost and accursed)
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| You’re dying of thirst.
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| (Dying of thirst)
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| Stop with your fighting, I’m all you’ve got.
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| None hear your crying, You’re hooked and caught.
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| Was three, now it’s six.
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| (Was three, now it’s six.)
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| Come get your fix.
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| (Come get your fix.)
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| I’m too scared to run.
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| I’m too nerved to fly.
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| (I'm too scared to run)
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| I once was friend but now the prey.
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| I’m too scared to run.
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| I’m too nerved to fly.
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| (I'm too scared to run)
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| Will he save or will he slay? |