A Heart That's Kept On Beating
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If it's simple, I'm a gun. Feel this pressure, know where it's coming from. I have listened and I have agreed. Through this passage, oh, I know that I'll be freed. Lock these windows and knock down the halls. Felt like a home before but cancer's in the walls. Once was sour, this documented dream. But in this chair I'm rocking, I know what every second means. There's this photograph I'm keeping. There's this weight that isn't mine. There's this heart that's kept on beating. There's this hardened, timid mind. There's a reason I'm believing. There's this fate I claim as mine. There's this face in which I'm screaming: it's the real thing this time.
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