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I chip away
Cause i'm not ok
So i
I chip away
Poked a hole right into myself
And inside i found someone
Who said i was ok
Still i don't feel easy
On this tree
Among the blossoms
Caustic ally
I am the thorn
Close my eyes to take up spare time
I wish i just
Could be where the crowd goes
With the crowd
They must be going somewhere
Up from the catacombs
I can into the Angel again
He took the high road
And i took the low road
We both were dirty faces
We both were dirty faces
I don't
I don't
I don't
Don't feel easy
I don't
I don't
I don't
Don't feel easy
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