Sorry for the scales and scabs on my skin
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My fists break
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and I just can't take it
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Sorry for the sores and holes in my heart
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There's no love or life
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for either of us
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You are alone
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and LIVING in the desert
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finding time to accept
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I'm sorry
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I'm a FUCKING monster
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I'm sorry
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I wasn't there
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but I think that something was
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I was in love
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I still believe I am
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these stony fingers steal from you
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when these damned arms draw you in
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won't look at me
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won't speak to me
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I am sorry you rotted like the waste of the vine
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Even flesh and blood
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Even heart and bone
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now open your eyes
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and now Say it
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I'm the broken lamp man with the telephone injuries
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My apologetic arms want to sing you to sleep
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You dry heave when I ring and I ring
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You knew I was broken and you got what you wanted
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You got what you wanted
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I'm certain that the cats are still hungry
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I wasn't there
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but I know that something was
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I was in love
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I'm sorry that you're dead
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The Failure of All Things
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| Horse The Band |
