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You hold your head in your
Your pregnant are fully loaded
You hold your breath a gun
Or like a grenade before you throw it
Into the first that you belong
Straight at the first face you can on
You couldn't be more
Not if you said the was flat
And were the one
You're scared lead you on
But if you just leat your down
find you're one of them
That bitter taste in mouth
Shows you're still reeling rejection
That cautious pace with which you
Shows just how quick change direction
Out of the place that you belong
Away from you can count on
Your hollow chest will
Or maybe cave in from lack of
You're out at straws
You think everybody's out to pick at your
You couldn't be more
Because you're just like all of