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photo by Phil Fisk
It slipped my mind
and for a time
I felt completely free
A word of trouble
Silent double
A pawn unto a queen
I laugh now
but later's not so easy
I gotta stop
the will is strong but the flesh is weak
I guess that's it
I've made my bed and i lie in it
I'me still hanging on
Bird upon a wire
I fall between the waves
I avoid your gaze
I turn out of phase
A pawn unto a queen
I laugh now
but later's not so easy
I gotta stop
the will is strong but the flesh is weak.
I guess that's it
I've made my bed and i lie in it.
But it's eating me up
It's eating me up
It's eating me up
If i get free of all my snares and my nets
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