No matter how you fall
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it shouldn't bother you at all
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It could take more to overcome less in a day
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no matter how you break
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you shouldn't be the one to take
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your own opinions as they twist in their own way
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when all she wants is to be left
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off to the side and counted with the rest
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all she wants is to be spared
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from voting for a candidate who doesn't care
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Though many more have been provided
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when the only one decided
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is someone who's left to wait
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and any promise worth fulfilling
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what when only one needs selling
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isn't one to leave till late
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No matter how it's read
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only so much can be said
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about subscribing to a point that has no ground
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No matter how it feels
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your speculation isn't real
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nothing can be guaged until it comes around
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when all she wants
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And though the end may seem divided
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every story is two sided
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but it's only yours you'll know
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and truth be told if you are willing
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then that promises fulfilling
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is what only time could show
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Second Self
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Umphrey's McGee |