Sharpen my body like a pen
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Come on I need to show it
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Something too small for a lense
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If I rub it, if I wipe it
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Guiding with one single hand
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Nothing's wrong, you like the feeling
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I am all over the land
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Come on, I need to show it
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Back on the mountain again
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I was standing watching seasons
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You're now my only friend
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I'm too heavy, I'm the burden
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Sitting and picking on myself
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It's a shiny, shiny morning
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And when the light finds my eye
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I'll be fleeting like a scent
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I hold my breath and then count to three
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On and on, outworn
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Must be five hundred degrees
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Can't sail on, outworn
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I hold my breath and then count to three
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On and on, outworn
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Must be five hundred degrees
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Will it show, in my show
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Like A Pen
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| The Knife |
