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I'm trapped in words
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Held hostage by my friends
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Tripped up by meaning
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Taking a road just to get to it's end
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Tounge tied
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It's killing me
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I want to see things for the first time
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Show you things that are brighter, darker, sharper, softer
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But I'm struck dumb and dead
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Thoughts like paper over fire
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There's a hole in my world
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That makes me talk like a liar
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Over there I see a fist fight
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A woman in a care full of toys smokes a cigarette
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Conversations twist and turn
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I get the feeling I am learning more than ever before
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This is the first time
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Tounge tied
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It's killing me
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Tounge Tied
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| Jesus Jones |
