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Aug 2013
sometimes things taste much too real
drop the ball know just don't let me
steal
the body a
away like you did like before
flat down face pounded on the floor like before

i will not
i will do
i will see
and i will reduce
to the
war

raising the bar
and sick of the smoke
battered down and sent to choke

blue is the blue as read is the red
and if i were to leave here
i would be
dead
and if i could try
perhaps i won't sigh
any
more

and i will not cry
for i will not die
i'll take what's mine
i'll cross your line
i'll figure it out, this destiny
whatever fate is
don't bury me alive

black
holes
black
coal
what's the matter with

love
life
peace
little conflict
dreams
peace
time
sharing itself

back in the hole
stretched and un
even
i'll be there too, crossing your line
and i'll take what's mine
because I am here too
you are there

oh, lets
look again
can they see you from-

lost and found again
lost inside the sin
of what's inside sin's sin
if everything's wrong if every
things tried
and pined away
today
i'll go on

can they see you from the end of the-

road's on fire
the road's on fire from
the tree that holds the liar
with a finger on his lips
cut off finger tips
i'll take what's mine
cross your line
can they see you from the end of the street
inside the window
changing lust
backyard dust chokes me down to the end
this is a friend
alone on my own
can't you remember what you said

can they see you from the
inside
can they see you from the in
side
feel you touch breathe you from the inside
inside your line
taking what's mine
predetermined des
ti
ny

(you're wrong, you're wrong
so
long)
freezer ice
back to what's nice

time goes by

we are,
human
we
are,
hu
man
Sayer
Written by
Sayer
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