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Further into the fog i fall Well, i was just Following you! When you said :
"do as i do and scrap your fey ways" (dial-a-cliché) "grow up, be a man, and close your mealy-mouth!" (dial-a-cliché) Dial-a-cliché Dial-a-cliché
But the person underneath Where does he go ? Does he slide by the wayside ? Or ... does he just die ?
And you find that you've organised Your feelings, for people Who didn't like you then And do not like you now But still you say :
"do as i do and scrap your fey ways" (dial-a-cliché) "grow up, be a man, and close your mealy-mouth!" (dial-a-cliché) "the safe way is the only way ! There's always time to change, son !" I've changed But i'm in pain ! Dial-a-cliché
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