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A Question Of Degree Once a question of degree Now circumstances corner me Demanding my attention Leaving little choice Posing several questions Distilling in one voice Confusion not in words I didn't want a problem I didn't simply fall out I was thrown at great speed From a passing car I didn't touch the ground Till I landed at your door Oh don't touch my luggage I can easily (surely) manage To struggle inside I hide my shaking Thus protect my pride I can surely manage To tremble/struggle inside Gathering myself And spreading it around Rivers are submerging Flowing underground Can I really manage To survive outside? Can I really manage To survive outside? Can I? Can I? Can I? Can I? |
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