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Seven years with local hope They take it all, don't stop don't gloat Try to reconsider fees Talk to him, it's all to please Sensing heat, the fire hits We don't have the strength left What they made is coming down This is in the smallest town Because you feel Half as real Like most people Personalities they steal Rough and old, it's wearing thin Loose thread bearing skin But battering the day's wind It's tough when bodies just don't bend I can hear him try to sing It's only breath, his words don't ring I guess we save the way to win Ambition is the foreign sin Because you feel Half as real Like most people Personalities they steal And I wonder Who is bundled up and has lost it And I wonder And more to come means mostly done So take what's left with it and run And we'll find the face that feeds the tracks The weight we rested on our backs With everything a social swing There's more to do and more to bring Everything's a social swing With more to do and more to bring Because you feel Half as real Like most people Personalities they steal And I wonder Who is bundled up and has lost it And I wonder |
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