Won't Get Up Again

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There is a ghost upon my lips  
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of which whose taste I can't resist  
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to call upon each time I miss  
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that touch of grace that I long to feel again.  

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Is there something I don't realize  
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a hides behind that bed of lies  
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that calls me back down to my knees;  
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that holds me down and won't let me up again?  

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Cos I've been here 3 times before, 
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to pick my heart up off the floor  
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and I don't think I can take one more  
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and I sure as hell won't go back there again.  

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Even as I try to shake these shackles from my arms 
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everything about this should be ringing bells alarm  
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saying don't go back there, don't get mixed up,  
don't get knocked down cos you won’t get up again.  

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Move yourself into the eyes  
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of all those lovers you despise  
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then you can say with an open heart  
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that you got knocked down but got straight back up again.  

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Even as I try to shake these shackles from my arms 
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everything about this should be ringing bells alarm  
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saying don't go back there, don't get mixed up,  
don't get knocked down cos you won’t get up again.  

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Carry me not your arms  
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until those silent bells alarm,  
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of which your eyes can not disguise.  
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You will always woe that the next day’s sun will rise.  

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Impossible is just a word  
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the most ridiculous I've heard  
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to leave your lips up to this date, 
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let’s give it all up and leave it up to fate.  

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Even as I try to shake these shackles from my arms 
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everything about this should be ringing bells alarm  
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saying don't go back there, don't get mixed up,  
don't get knocked down cos you won’t get up again.  

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Even as I try to shake these shackles from my arms 
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everything about this should be ringing bells alarm  
             A 
saying don't go back there, don't get mixed up,  
don't get knocked down cos you won’t get up again.  

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        You won’t get up again 
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        No I won’t get up again 

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