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I've got restless legs for my heavy heart
So my feathered frame is tempted by tar
I'm digging my own grave, just to save my own face
From becoming more than nothing
Or nothing left to say
Throws of love, we are obsessed
Show ribs, lungs ripped from my chest
Limbs never off the side of my bed
Endeavor tied time to my head
Shrugging off everything that was ever said
I said I'm better off if I'm better off dead
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