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Midget
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weeping heartbeats If you’re not so ready
Something’s in the way
Something that you didn’t want
Solitude saves today
The nerves that are in me
Are no longer numb
Solitude will save me
You will be saved by rum
A stumpy little midget
Only few dare to know
Fires circle ‘round us
Restricting what may grow
Severed souls and minds
Are roasting on a steeple
While a stumpy little midget
Was forgotten by the people
