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Lyrics
Words are spoken Swallowed in vain Slowly, I'm chokin' I cough it up, cough it up, cough it up again Familiar, familiar Laughin', laughin' at the man who Never had a chance to dream your dreams Find it funny here today, you know But, if by tomorrow You might wonder then Why your seeds are weeds Familiar, familiar Familiar, is it familiar? Open up There's a river in us all Open up From the cradle where we crawl Open up It's so unusual Open up 'Cause sittin' on the wall Everybody's got to
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