3.5.10

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I’m sick of chasing after things, I’d rather them chase after me
Keeping up is bound to wear me down
There’s a million ways to skin a cat, I’ve put my choices in a hat
Picked a few and threw the bad ones out

I know now

So if you want me you’d better knock me down
Cause I ain’t easy and this ain’t hallowed ground

I’ve been thinking about ol’ Cain and Abel, sitting at a breakfast table
Talking about the way things used to be
Well Abel looked at Cain and said all that shit was in your head
I’d like to think that Cain was hard to please


I know now

So if you want me you’d better knock me down
Cause
I ain’t easy and this ain’t hallowed ground

She said no one loves you more than me
I looked at her, she looked at me
I think she’s waiting for me to believe

I wish that
love was all it took
I’d fall into you if I could
Hoping for a graceful recovery

But I know now

So if you want me, you’d better knock me down
Cause
I ain’t easy oh, and this ain’t hallowed ground

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