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Little Wholesome Man

So many stories of redemption
Built up upon many costumes over the tainted tales
Itís a pity all those empty promise
Eventually have to fail
I hear you talking with a fragile distinctive smile
And with a beautiful yet hostile glow
Such shame that in all this time together
It will simply have to go
Nor with browned little hope of fire
Burning inside my head
Itís crushing to know all the animated beliefs
Inside are truly dead
But with a fatal little hope of need
Itís so clearly taint to see
That truth and lies and other things
Are all sleeping inside my dreams
So stand up little wholesome man
And speak your selfish praise
But just remember that all the pain in the world
You can experience in many ways

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