I'll say what I need to from such a great distance
Just liked I did next to you by your own insistance
I'll get by and survive by my trying attempts to
Make use of some honesty but never condemn you
'Cause I don't think you understand what it would take
To escape the faces of fates next great big break
And all along lying here in my home-made half-shell cell
I'll fall back to the habits that I can't explain too well
You don't know me at all, do you
You don't owe me a call, but could you?
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