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Too patience, no resistance
Within the distance
You can hear a man's bluff

Dragging names through the
And biting his tongue
The devil's in the air and I'm out prayers
While the all eat their fill

Tell me, me a story
Tell me not to or pick up the phone
So I'm turning, a deaf ear
So I don't hear them throwing stone

Too much hog wart, not hearsay
Always made the front
You use a fine tooth comb

To get a word from the
Would be a surprise
Keep an ear to the
So to out the sound
Of the failures make me whole

Tell me, me a story
Tell me not to worry or pick up the
So I'm turning, turning a ear
So that I don't hear them throwing

These walls don't
Even somebody knocks
These don't stand
For anyone else but
These walls don't
Even gravity's failing us all

Tell me, tell me a
me not to worry or pick up the phone
So I'm turning, turning a ear
So that I don't hear throwing stone