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Cuts Upon Your Hands
Standing here across a lineNow was it yours or was it mine?
Now it's not far from here to thereBut it takes years to go nowhere
You feel those cuts upon your handsYou're making plans you hadn’t planned
We lost something along the wayWe lost that part that feels sane
So flip that switch and make me proudAnd leave this place, we are allowed
And all the while you feel smallWe deserve to have it all
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