Milling round, encroaching on
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My right of way and under the
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Battle scars of Daddy¡¯s latest lesson
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Little time for intuition
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Little time for cry-babies
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Come on son can't you not take a joke?
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More sticks and stones to break you
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It's freezing in here, can't even dress yourself
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Lie awake still waiting on a single bite of cherry for you
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Hold it in your arms
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Jeopardise what little you have
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See any further than your own faults
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A single bite of cherry for you
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And yours is not to question
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And down the road a shining haven
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(rocks), slaves and _ mothers
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Live around the corner from themselves
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You'll never break the chain will you?
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It's freezing in here, can't even dress yourself
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Lie awake still waiting on a single bite of cherry for you
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Hold it in your arms
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Don't jeopardise what little you have
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See any further than your own faults
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A single bite of cherry for you and yours is not to question
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Question it all, clutch your pride and all you could ever learn
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The sorrow __
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no hope left for you to nurture
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I just wrote the ending years ago
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Way down the line
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Don't you run too far away from home
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Don't you trust what you have never known
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Don't go far remember where you are
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Remember where you are
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A single bite of cherry for you (x4)
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Remember Where You Are
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| Oceansize |
