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Ignite Your Bones


Now where do I go from here He asked I didn’t know the answer But the question sounded nice I listened to my music And the words were a safety I will try to fix you It said And I nodded my head The words sounded nice I moved on And apathy shielded me Is this fixable I asked And I couldn’t hear the answer In the whispers of the crowd
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