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Weary

So uneasy lay your head
On those weary shoulders
I wanted to unburden them
But ya wouldn't
Let go
Too dirty to clean your hands
Too weary for sober
I was your prescription then
But the bottle
Ran out

Can you hear me now
While you sort it out
Don't get hung up here
Let's forgive
Each other you can move on dear
You can move on dear

Too toxic for a cleanse
Too many sins for confession
I would've been your
Priestess
But I tripped on
My robe
Now all the honey's in a hornet's nest
And all the spiders they spin their webs
Of all the colors that ya knew they had
But you wanted
To ignore

Can you hear me now
While you sort it out
Don't get hung up here
I will always love you ya can move on dear
You can move on dear

You can move on dear
You can move on
Dear

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