Free enough to see what's going on in there - a man has naught if not
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himself, not an island - just the son of a gun - i'm sure you knew i ate it
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up to spit it out - in blinded mute ground, gasping for words - buried - yes
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you saw the lust for vengeance - i've had my fill, the share of losing -
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i've had my fill, the share of losing - the years in these worlds, more than
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i could feel - anywhere - to get it crystallized at last - i've had my fill,
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the share of losing - i've had my fill, the share of losing - and when they
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all speak at the same time they make me wonder what on earth in hell it was
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- and was it wise to seek release in and through ex stasis - did i face it
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all, standing - with the 'love, laugh, cry' - to say the things i truly feel
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- i've had my fill, the share of losing
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Deathwhite
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| Omnium Gatherum |
