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Us

 

 

 

 

 

It seems we all got problems

 

Oh we all have advice

 

Seems like the easiest way

 

To get threw this life

 

 

Alongside the burdens we cannot put aside

 

From one to another I’ll carry your crown if you carry mine 

 

 

Cause something must be placed on the scale of your pain

 

Something you have weighs the very same

 

For some it’s foolish to try an rule this life

Some believe to let it be and it will set you free

 

 

Some can’t take words from the wise

Some won’t respect others advice

Some will carry so much more then the rest

 

Some say they’re cursed some say they’re blessed

 

 

We all have weight just fitted to our fears

We all have one way to fill our eyes with tears

We all have something to give to misfortune

 

It’s one of those places most don’t go exploring 

 

 

So we all have it

Some kind of habit

So we all defeat it

Some personal demon

So we all carry

 

Some bones we’ll one day bury 

 

And with something weightless

 

We all have a chance

 

To leave it or take it 

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