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A wooden man asked me If I had some gold I gave him two coins He drew me a smile
A wooden woman asked me If I had some gold I gave her two coins She drew a smile
Then the wooden people Went back to their village They bought a dagger And a silver chalice
The woman stabbeed me in the chest The man washed their smiles out The woman filed the silver chalice The man drew some tears
I've never been I am not I'll never be
I'm looking at my body Lying on the ground A colony of termites Is just moving in
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