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The writing is on the wall
Hieroglyphs entombed like gold

You punish me with doubt
While youth just slips away

These cracks posing as scrawl
Are schemes absent of thought

The punishment is just
Together we shall rust

A promise can be made unbroken
Still we covet rot rather elation
Elation, liberation, fascination, complication
Be happy
Be happy
Be happy
I hope you're happy

You punish me with doubt
While youth just slips away

Slip away now, slip away now
I am sludge between your fingers
Slip away now, slip away now
Why don't you let me slip away?



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Writer(s): Jeffrey Flegler
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