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You think that you can make
things easy on yourself
But in truth you make them harder everyday.
Full well I know your folly
Full well you'll guess my aim
If I could be the one you sometimes turn to
in times of need with your heavy regret
I know that I would triumph
I know that I would stay
Don't wanna walk through the eye
of any needle
Don't wanna watch the sand just fade
to grey
Full well I know my schisms
Full well you'll guess my own
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