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Trees Above Mandalay

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Will i have something left to give?
If i say i'm sick thinking about the what-ifs and have-nots

That go hand and hand with this sort of thing.
I wouldn't need to worry about sleeping above our potential.

You and me suspended
by cables attached to our hips right above
rush hour traffic and the millions of people
you have nothing in common with but still you'd die,
to walk the same and act the same and look just like them.
rush hour traffic and the millions of people... and you

Will i have something left to give?
If I say i'm sick thinking about the what-ifs and have-nots
That go hand and hand with this sort of thing.
I wouldn't need to worry about sleeping above our potential.

With everyone else dying
This disease is multiplying
I can feel it on your skin
And I can taste it on your lips you're not well.

With everyone else dying
This disease is multiplying
I can feel it on your skin
And i can taste it on your lips you're not well.

With everyone else dying
This disease is multiplying
I can feel it on your skin
And i can taste it on your lips you're not well.

Will i have something left to give?
If I say i'm sick thinking about the what-ifs and have-nots
That go hand and hand with this sort of thing.
I wouldn't need to worry about sleeping above our potential.
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