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A False Graveyard

Do you know how hard it is

to make a dead man proud

It just about puts yourself in the ground

 

Living for a corpse with a pulse

They have no place for their words

Taking advice from a dead man is absurd

 

Until they put life back into their own soul

Don't go out of your way and dig your own hole

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Jul 8, 2010
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