I chip away
Cause Im not ok
So I
I chip away
Poked a hole right into myself
And inside I found someone
Who said I was O.K.
Still I dont feel easy
On this tree
Among the blossoms
Caustically
I am the thorn
Close my eyes to take up spare time
I wish I just
Could be where the crowd goes
With the crowd
They must be going somewhere
Up from the catacombs
I ran into the angel again
He took the high road
And I took the low road
We both were dirty faces
We both were dirty faces
I dont
I dont
I dont
Dont feel easy
I dont
I dont
I dont
Dont feel easy
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