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Too much patience, no
Within the shouting
You can hear a man's bluff

Dragging through the mind
And still his tongue
The in the air and I'm spitting out prayers
While the ravenous all eat their

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

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

To get a from the wise
Would be a welcome
Keep an ear to the
So to out the sound
Of the failures that me whole

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

These walls don't
Even somebody knocks
These walls don't
For anyone else but
These walls don't
Even when failing us all

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