Absent Minded
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Play with fire until you get burned
Otherwise you may never learn
Stay awake until you fall asleep
Otherwise you may sew but never reap
Make what sense of things that you can
Otherwise you will never be the man
Don't tread this way
Don't turn your back
Don't fall asleep
Don't listen to me
Don't ever trust yourself
Don't follow the others
You scratch me upon the surface
You fear the depth that you see through me
And there is a different end
You touch upon the skin deep
You fear the morals of their ethics
You see through me
Otherwise you may never learn
Stay awake until you fall asleep
Otherwise you may sew but never reap
Make what sense of things that you can
Otherwise you will never be the man
Don't tread this way
Don't turn your back
Don't fall asleep
Don't listen to me
Don't ever trust yourself
Don't follow the others
You scratch me upon the surface
You fear the depth that you see through me
And there is a different end
You touch upon the skin deep
You fear the morals of their ethics
You see through me
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