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This thing can't live without us
This briddle and bit can't rule our tongues
It pours salt in our wounds and water in our lungs
But say the word and we'll go on and do that la dee da dee da da
This thing can't live without us
This tale's not writ without our psalms
It puts wine to our lips and greases our palms
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