"And the sweat from our brow is making everything stick. And the dust from our work boots kick into our lungs. As our priorites are changing and our lives becomes a giant quote. And as we cough we sing, 'Gotta get your hands dirty if you're diggin' for gold.' As we try to clear our throats, to make our words pure, we find there is no glimmer in the
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