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Laying on the floor, I've been here once before And I'm not proud of it Misery comes today, it's coming back my way And I want it to leave me Doubtful, you are the people Where your anger run your sleep Fate of those who's feet are slipping Or to those, who's eyes or to those Who's eyes have seen To him the strength belongs, the weak attempt his arms And show me my offense So look away from me because I can hardly see I'm hiding nothing Doubtful, you are the people Where your anger run your sleep Fate of those who's feet are slipping Or to those, who's eyes or to those Who's eyes have seen Doubtful, you are the people Where your anger run your sleep Fate of those who's feet are slipping Or to those who's eyes or to those Who's eyes have seen |