It¡¯s hard giving the sweet lies, the sweet lies,
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Have it with the burden of the truth.
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Spoke of his dreams, broken by the burden,
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Broken by the burden of his youth.
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Fourteen years, she said, I couldn¡¯t look into the sun
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And she saw thin layer at the end of my gut.
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Hungry for life and thirsted for a distant river.
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I remember his chaos, the way the mountains look
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And the line shine diamonds from his eyes.
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Hungry for life and thirsted for the distant river.
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Like the sky of edge, rhythm all over my face
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What is the rage of inside of me?
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I feel the chill as I repell my shame to you
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And I wear it like a tattoo, I wear it like a tattoo
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I wear it like a tattoo, I wear it like a tattoo
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And I wear it like a tattoo.
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Like A Tattoo
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The Rosebuds |