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"I don't have any more fight left in me
Been punched to the left and hooked on what's free
And when I see that look of battle on tonight
I know that I don't have time to fight
Let the air be like rain and the moon go away
God delivers just paint and just pain has had its day
I will put my hands where all eyes can see
I've no threat to deliver so leave old Bonny be
When deception returns and anger holds its way
Oh, push me aside and say you will not play
I will go where you go and listen again
Oh darling, I'll heal and sing softly
You win"
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