Intro:
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Verse:
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I was born into self actualization,
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I knew exactly who I was,
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but I never got my chance to be young.
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So when you lay me inside of a coffin,
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bury me on the side of the hill.
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Thats a good place to get some thinking done.
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It didnt work out the way that I planned it.
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They all seem to want to take it away,
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everything that I thought to be true.
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So its obvious to me somebody, somewhere
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must have really done a number on you
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and I know because the fuckers got me too.
"Chorus":
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All the pretty horses,
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all flowers and trees,
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they will all mean less than nothing
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when it all has come to be.
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God sent me a vision of the future
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in a dream on a Saturday night
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and I see no reason to celebrate.
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For when I saw it I wept like a child.
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It came to me like a knife in the chest.
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You and me and everyone, forever, to ache and ache and ache.
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So Father, if its possible,
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let this cup pass me by.
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But if it cant without my drinking it,
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then thy will be done.
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