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Subsistence is my hobby;
to care for my body.
Getting by is a chore,
what I want is more.

What I want is more
than I can restore.
I want to open doors
and rip up the floors.

Your pain, I can’t ignore
but I can’t take more
of how you implore
why I take so long at the store.

You balance it so precariously
but when it crashes and burns
you blame it on me.

Created: Mar 11, 2014

Tags: lyrics

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