Walk through here
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When I've been just by myself
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I start thinking too much
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Unhealthy things start to happen
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Like gastric disorders
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I just go out walking
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With my favourite piece of wood
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With a 4 inch nail driven through it
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When I am just by myself
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I think too much
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I start polishing my behaviour
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Without any mercy
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Somehow people
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Don't seem to like me,
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I don't know why,
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I really don't want to hurt them
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When I've been just by myself
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I start thinking too much
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I know I'm not talkative
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What! I've become dry?
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An emotional biscuit
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That's nonsense!
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Sir, this nail of yours is rusty
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It's evil
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I like them but when I hit them
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They scream and run away
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Even though I say I'm sorry.
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I like meeting people.
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NAIL
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Bjork |