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Something Fierce

So I go down to my deepest depths

And lost the things I'd learned to accept

Like faith in promises

And I think about the truth I hold

Compared to the bitter fruits of getting old

Just like my father says

This is a test to see if my worst still can beat my best

This is a test, a measurement of my failure at success

It's just my sophomore jinx

It's all come back to me

I built up bad times in the cracks in my securities

But will I steer right?

Will my laundry stay white?

Whenever I lose sight of my plight?

But I still turn my back look the other way

Sustain myself, all work no play

It's life but far from living

And my views become naturally corrupt

When my friends and enemies get mixed up

My lesson's learned after the fact

(And so my palms get sweaty

I can't read the answers on my hands)

Something Fierce /

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