She is his capitol.
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He is her stake.
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Theirs is a bond,
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Nothing can break.
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They are inseparable.
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I¡¯m envious.
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But this cant be it,
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What they call success.
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It must be wonderful
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To be so miserable.
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These are the elements,
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Inertia and fear.
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That drove them together,
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And they wound up here.
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Nobody offered them
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A better idea,
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A decent excuse,
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A ride out of here.
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It must be wonderful
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To be so miserable.
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Arms always reaching for,
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Something to hold.
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When you lose a limb
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You still feel I¡¯m told.
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For years ever after can be deceived
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Into believing into believing what can¡¯t be believed.
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It must be wonderful.
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The Happy Couple
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| Sorry About Dresden |
