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are you a sign or a fat zero?born again or fucked to shreds?did you lose your way on your long trip to nowhere?look at me and deny I'm as honest as I never waswould I even blink once if you crawled in bleeding and screaming?empty your pockets and read out your nameknow you're not yesterday's somebodynothing holds you downsomething holds you backwe're diorama trashtrapped behind the glassyou could be more than a songyou could scale the dizzy freakish heightsI could hold your spoon and fire food at the half-witswe could bury your stillbornplay David's harp (the headache cure)fight your corner blindfoldedflailing and stamping and losing From Letras Mania