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Wake up this morning without a face
I've fooled myself again
I've sold myself again
Another wasted day counting shades
Of gray, another fool's attempt to fall
from grace
A casual line,
A sip of wine to sympathize while
you're laughing
But on the inside
I've lost the insight that just might be
The truth...

Old man loneliness is a son of a bitch
Both hands bound, can't scratch the itch
Cut off all loose ties, and bleed for days
Who could stand veins with friends
like these?

Pick my teeth out of the mud
And sink the sun, what have you done?
Remove the bandages,
Cut the oxygen
Hey man what's witht that stupid grin?
I cut and I bleed myself along
A man alone can do don wrong
Another wated day counting
shades of gray
Another foll's attempt to fall from grace

"These hands; they've made for you
your wings that stick to you."
It's dirt beneath your fingertips
It hurts too much to wait for this

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