"Watch me be"

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They look at me like a nuisance
I don't make a good person anymore
My tongue confides in my teeth
My head lower than my sleeves
The way I hold me holds no sense
The world has gone far along
The winds are just change of seasons
Doesn't help me stay strong
The wounds rush and I ain't got no hand to hold
Everything spins to let me know
Hold in there oh lady
Breathe don't break
Don't let it go
The falling snow and pouring rain
Don't let me go
Don't make it so...

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