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And someone asked me,
What is it that you're pushing for ...
Well, I'm longing for an attitude with latitude
'Cause I figured I'd be grateful if I got it
Finally, just a little piece of happiness
May as well carry it in my pocket ...
To have it pressed firm and sealed tight,
Right up against that photo she used to have tucked in her locket,
Only to toss the lock, but keep the key,
Cry for help but continue running from me ...
I am a man but not a monster,
A brawler if need be, I'll fight for what is right - for what is good
The truth you will always hear from me
'Cause I never met a good lawyer, trust me ...
All too familiar, she's aware, I know
I have fond memories of broken dishes and furniture in my old foyer ...
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