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Take from my word the meaning you heard - The color of my tongue isn’t gray
You can stand down your guards, for I am no foe - I’m not here to wist you away
But say, couldn’t you use a mindless break, an escape
Just a place for your shape to compensate
Patch up the hole that was ripped in your chest - Soon it will just be as scrape
If the shoe doesn’t fit it will wear on your soul - So go ahead and loosen the lace
And say, couldn’t you use a running mate, for your sake
Just an aid, not a weight to compensate
Read off my palm of where I’m coming from - If unsure in the state of my case
Lines they may be, with cause to pick up - But not to let down either way
And say, couldn’t we all use a little faith on our plate
Just incase, for plan-A to compensate
(SOLO)
This my all, nothing left to relay from talk - What more could I say
This my all, put upon your table top
This my all, this my all, this my all, this my - all, all
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