(R. Martin)
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You're not what you say you are
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Broken and tired
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These bones are yours alone.
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The truth doesn't matters
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When it's twisted and mired
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These bones are yours alone.
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No one knows, no one understands
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There's comfort in thinking you're alone
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Stuffed inside a pearly shell
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To keep anyone from getting in
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These bones are yours alone.
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You're not what you say you are
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Voices and choirs
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What's yours is soon coming
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It's tragic but beautiful
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These bones are yours alone.
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These Bones Are Yours Alone
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| Rebecca Martin |
