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We never see how we look And rarely care how we feel Tied in knots by how little we know And less by the crumbs we steal Slap the open hand of a stranger It means we'll hang for real? Truly there are no witnesses left No scars to prove we kneel You never cared if I smiled with pride Or knew it was only you I saw When you opened my eyes for the very first time I stared weak at a gaping maw We took all manner of chances Never paused to catch our breath So many others drowned and cheated But they never cheated death If I had a chance to live again I'd probably do the same thing, son Leave everyone I love at an empty table And just keep shuffling on
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