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I know you see right through me
You can taste the air
One tongue to taste thoughts
One to ask am I prepared

To look back see how far we've come
Speaking in terms of miles
Not in square feet of sentiment

But I wont stand staring Down at what has gathered here

Can you still hear me
Forget what I said
That voice was not mine
You see I was impaired

Time wasted burning paper ghosts
You see I'm so grateful
You helped me sweep up after this fall

I know I have to keep my eyes forward
I know that I have to show my teeth