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While I drink this morning blood,
It's got a sour grip on me

I can hear that train approaching
To take me, silently

But I won't, go where I should,
For I'm scared, of what I'll find

And I'll lie, and say I love you
And let my train, go rolling by

Cause people do, what they don't mean to do

And I will speak, in diagrams
Of a dream and of a poem

A building block to stand on,
Of a true love, rarely known

But it's thin, and made of wind
It's a leveling typhoon

And I'll lie, and say I love you
For it's the only thing to do

And people live,
How they don't mean to live

Giving up,
Is all you've got to give

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Now I'm gray, and you are mean
And we're stuck in what we've learned

In my mind, I'm still a bandit
With an empire to overturn

But I'll sit, this table set,
Past the milk I'd rather throw

And just lie and say I love you
For it's the only thing I know.

And people do, what they don't mean to do

And people live, how they don't mean to live