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Push things away for too long
They'll come back to squeeze you to death

So tired, un-hired, I'm displaced by the state you're in
And i've got a lot of things on my mind
Like how you plan to make it through this month
You hide the pain so well
But I know you better than you think I do

She found a ring, and gave it to me
She said "this was once yours"
Something I'd never seen
And then she told me,
"If you don't like it, then give it to the sea."

Your faith in ends meeting makes an example out of me

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