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For the chance that you phone
I've left my body leashed at home
Tied to the tree with no need for sun
That feeds off of all, and a tip, leaves none
But just in case you ring
I've left my senses there to bring
Company to my tied up shell
That if sat alone is a hollow hell
So just for a second, let's say you'd call
Who would answer first, my body or a wall?
Both the same, a frame lacking a soul
Both no-named, healing a permanent hole
So now, somehow, I'm hearing your voice
I assure you and I sware that my words are not just noise
I've tried to come to you, but have never seen it through
So now I'll shackle up my soul so when i answer, I can say
It's for you
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