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Living little less than the right way I've turned all my friends to stone Weary legs carry me To the river Wash off everything I've known I've seen dead flowers on the way And crowds of people all alone No charity tempts me To deliver Now stinginess I don't condone And I don't want to roam Too far from my home Don't want to leave it all away The world seems small When you have it all Oh I wish that I could stay When I arrived the river had frozen still Ole Neptune saw no other way If I could only find a little time To **** I'd be out here all the day And I don't understand Why I'm branded where I stand Don't think you know how it might feel It doesn't take Much for a heart this cold to break Without a hope ever to heal And when you hear these words Next life my friend I don't know where I'll be then If there's one thing This world has shown We borrow everything we own Oh to reap what I have sewn Oh to reap what I have sewn Oh to reap what I have sewn Oh to reap what I have sewn
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Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 6:29 PM UTC
Conscience of Nero
Living little less than the right way I've turned all my friends to stone Weary legs carry me To the river Wash off everything I've known I've seen dead flowers on the way And crowds of people all alone No charity tempts me To deliver Now stinginess I don't condone And I don't want to roam Too far from my home Don't want to leave it all away The world seems small When you have it all Oh I wish that I could stay When I arrived the river had frozen still Ole Neptune saw no other way If I could only find a little time To **** I'd be out here all the day And I don't understand Why I'm branded where I stand Don't think you know how it might feel It doesn't take Much for a heart this cold to break Without a hope ever to heal And when you hear these words Next life my friend I don't know where I'll be then If there's one thing This world has shown We borrow everything we own Oh to reap what I have sewn Oh to reap what I have sewn Oh to reap what I have sewn Oh to reap what I have sewn
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Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 6:29 PM UTC
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