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Clean bill of health
Five years at the bell
No one will admit
The time or the places they've been

Anon

Three scales of men
Trace back to begin
No one will admit
Ignoring the age of my skin

Anon

On the step you handed me
Pieces of the plan

At the gate you handed me
Pieces of the plan

Can I hold it for a week

I'm over the ocean

Over the hills, over the dell
Over the fireline
Over the sand, over the plan
Over the empire

And if I belong, then I'll be longer than expected
And if I'm wrong, the mighty and strong will be rejected

Mom says
The astronauts will bring it home
Mom says
The car won't make it to the lake
But I don't know

Mom says
A farm's the best place to call home
But I don't know

Mom says
We ruined her body

he rides on coattails

you'll take it back
glory and failure
you'll take it back
pure and unpunctured
standby

you'll take it back
you'll bring home the frame
you'll take it back
and weed through the black
standby

take back

They're gonna laugh
Behind your back
Once you're able to stand
Steal your mattress, sever your hand

Are you finding answers
Are you speaking in tongues
Are you filled with anger
Are you filled with lust

Is it easy to bargain
Is it easy to last
Are you filled with anger
Are you filled with lust

Would it kill you to trust

It's for certain
I never thought I'd last
Never thought the sea would try

It's for certain
You can tie me to the mast
Goodbye to all the land and lies
And when all the stars have gone out
They won't fall, you can hear them crying
And when all the stars have gone out
They're not gone, you can hear them dying
And it say it's enough

I am not a prisoner
I'm not a prisoner but I'm in prison

Wouldn't you say it's over by now?
Wouldn't you say it's over?

Tomorrow makes tomorrow one
Today I learned to feed myself

To choose the words to choose the wait
To break the hands of someone else

Wouldn't you say it's over by now?
Wouldn't you say it's over?

I'm tired of waking up in the same clothes
And the same holes in my skin
And the same notes, in the same hair
And the same words to the same words
To the same songs in my head

One more dance
Before they take away the light
One more spin around the line
One more step
And then we'll turn and face the debt
One more reason to forget

One more dance
Before they take away the light
One more spin around the line
One more step
And then we'll turn and face the debt
One more reason to forget