I was born naked and red
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Tied to my mother as she screamed and bled
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And the tubes of light and all the sadness
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Swimming in my head
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The truth is a root that twists like a horn
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Looping and gnarled and splintered and thorned
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Tangling me forever and ever
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Do you ever wish you¡¯d never been born?
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Wrap my name in insence and myrhh and seal it up within
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Remember the way we begin
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Then lay and sleep and never wake
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Sadness never ends
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I can¡¯t feel anything
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Save me
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The End
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| Showbread |
