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[26 Jan 2015|07:03pm] |
 WHEN THE WEIGHT OF THE WORLD BEARS DOWN SO STRONG YOU LEAVE FOOTPRINTS ON THE STREET, AND THERE'S TOO MANY MILES TO FACE WITHOUT A FEW MORE HOURS SLEEP. THE STORM CLOUDS OVER HEAD WON'T SHED ANY RAIN TO QUENCH YOUR THIRST, I WANNA BE THE ONE YOU REACH FOR FIRST. WHEN YOUR FAITH IS STRETCHED SO THIN THAT YOU CAN SEE STRAIGHT THROUGH YOUR SOUL AND YOU CAN'T FIND A NICKEL TO BUY A SMILE CAUSE YOUR POCKETS ALL GOT HOLES. YOU WANNA SHUT THE DOOR AND HIDE BEFORE THE DAY CAN GET MUCH WORSE, I WANNA BE THE ONE YOU REACH FOR FIRST.
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