So what do you think I am
And how precisely could you tell
A decent skin is all I am
People think badly of me
But one day maybe they'll praise
But meanwhile...
I knew I was next
And I didn't mind
Here I offer you my life
For any debts you're due
When you've been down for the very last time
There is nothing anyone can do to hurt you
The shadows of trees
They reach to me
They know a decent skin is all I am
People think badly of me
But when I'm in my grave
Maybe they'll praise
Oh, but meanwhile...
I knew I was next
And I didn't mind
Here I offer you my life
For any debts you're due
When you've been down for the very last time
There is nothing anyone can do to hurt you
Oh, but meanwhile...
I knew I was next
And I didn't mind
Oh, when you've been slapped around
Then one more slap can't hurt you
When you've been down for the very last time
There is nothing anyone can do to hurt you
I knew I was next
And I didn't mind
Oh, when you've been slapped around
Then one more slap can't hurt you
When you've been down for the very last time
There is nothing anyone can say to hurt you |
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