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It's nice to take a narrow mind And hold it in heaven Grab a hold there him You try to deafen me And leave me forsaken Bend over for savior Then the stars and all my wars and forget Gonna act out on what you see With a big step down they hold it all away It's nice to take a landmine And hold it for manna Raw down in the crowd When it's the death of me Accept us for failures Why does one for Havisham It's a story now And sold on soiree With the eyes of a half When you all come calling We'll sell our souls, yeah!
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