All the remains of a cadaver of days,
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I keep hidden away, keep them there just in case.
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I wanna visit that place,
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blow the dust from the bones
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off a body of years that I leave all alone.
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Just a body of years,
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See the skin disappears
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and the blood turns to stone
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in a body of years now a pile of bones.
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Like a sheet of veneer
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each a piece of my soul.
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It's a body of years that I leave all alone.
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It's Just a body of years, now a pile of bones.
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You know.
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Old soul who falls down
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can't stop trippin' on these
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Old roads I go down
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get back up and get my foot in the door,
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and my face on the page
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make my mark in the world
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with a bat and a blade.
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It's a body of work that you can't ever change
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like a body of years that you take to your grave.
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It's just a body of years that I leave all alone.
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It's just a body of years, now a pile of bones.
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Like a sheet of veneer,
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Each a piece of my soul.
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Old soul who falls down
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Can't stop tripping on these
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Old roads I go down
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Get back up and I'm a
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Old soul who falls down
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Can't stop tripping on these
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Old roads.
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It's just a body of years that I leave all alone,
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It's just a body of years, now a pile of bones.
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Like a sheet of veneer,
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Each a piece of my soul.
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Like a pile of shit I can't seem to forget.
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Just a body of years that I leave all alone.
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Tell-tale diary pages
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They unveil a ghost from the ages
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When bodies of years were breaking from all of the weight
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Of diary pages
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Tell-tale diary pages
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Body Of Years
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| Mother Mother |
