Talk in sign, say something new
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Talk in circles, nothing better to do
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Message camouflage - same dead end
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Please say just what he’s saying
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He ain’t my friend.
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Found him but in a world that’s not his own
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A world he’d hidden pretty well
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Kicked up some stones and pulled some earth
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He’s stayin….He’s stayin there
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From a pile of modeling clay, he will build
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Fasnioned in the likeness, of himself
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Message camoflage same dead end
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Please say just what he’s saying
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He ain’t my friend.
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Ready made and personas taken in
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He got it the quick and easy way
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As insidious as before - he’s stayin…
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Love is love is not his own
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He's Stayin
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| Letters To Cleo |
