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When I learn to crumble
And haul the crowd around
I′ll be half as humble
As all the folks in town
Your hero wasn't singled out
He′s fucking barren now
Impossible and coy and hollowed out
When I learn to crumble
And talk the coward down
I'll get much less sorrow
From all those sorry clowns
Raging for a better house
A garden round
The love they had to prove they weren't allowed
When I learn to crumble
And state the cause aloud
I′ll return that piece of your heart I kept around
For my own pale reality
The meant to be
The sappy salutatious reverie
When I learn to crumble
And haul the crowd around
I′ll be half as humble
As all the folks in town
The dreamer wasn't singled out
He′s fucking moaning now
Impossible and coy and hollowed out
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