Crush me softly
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Or cradle me hard
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And the more I wanted
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Was the scariest part
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A measure of control
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Well not this time
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And I wanted to learn so
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I claim the lesson as mine
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The politics of lasting just a little bit longer
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Is the art of living every day
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That which doesn't kill you only makes you stronger
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Until it finally kills you all the way
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You take every action
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And apply the math
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You could reap the rapture
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Or risk the wrath
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And if you rate the reasons
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Then the best ones lose
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And all that means is
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You got no excuse
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The politics of lasting just a little bit longer
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Is the art of living every day
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That which doesn't kill you only makes you stronger
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Until it finally kills you all the way
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Harmonica powers reactivate!
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Gonna pull up stakes
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Gonna try again
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Do whatever it takes
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To draw you in
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It's what I am
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And it's all I know
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Like the carnie man
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You gotta work the show
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The politics of lasting just a little bit longer
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Is the art of living every day
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That which doesn't kill you only makes you stronger
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Until it finally kills you all the way
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That Which Doesn't Kill You
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| Blues Traveler |
