Knock knock knock
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Sound the blows to the forhead from the
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Mock mock mock
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Of the words, a voice I hear every morning
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Like stalking me from yesterday
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The taunts of one who sought to frame
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The picture of this desolate
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This figure cowering
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Every word a double edged sword
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A double edged sword
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My every word
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Drop drop drop
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Sound the sledge to the metal
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Shot shot shot
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Sound the pin to the chamber
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My own words pound after me
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Intentions bent on conquering
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The very will I proudly claimed
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Was the very axe that cut the nape
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Every word a double edged sword
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A double edged sword
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My every word
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(I'll never, ever look back
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Sitting still, sitting still
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Arrogant mindset of lusts
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They search and strain and drink and stagger
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When we are hollow
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Sitting still, sitting still
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You hate us cause we'll never go away)
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"You can drown
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In your own mistakes
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Burrowing into the black
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or you can take my hand"
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Double
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Edged
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Sword
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My every word
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"This gift was never yours
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So why would you ever think
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That the words you said were your own?
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I have chosen
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And breathed
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And forgiven
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And changed
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And purged
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And cleaned
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And forgave
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And bathed
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And carried
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And soothed
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And burned
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And spoken and spoken and spoken and spoken and spoken and spoken and spoken...
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Yours is not to proclaim...but only to obey."
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Wordsmith Legacy
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| Project 86 |
