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I'm 25.

egg with a lead shell

egg with a lead shell
you can't take me
smiling, i seemed well
you couldn't break me
you've got words like a song
you've got eyes like a storm
you've got a touch that infects
you've got a voice that warms
egg with a lead shell
please don't drop me
it's not what they say
it doesn't all end well
well i've got a song you would know
i've got a storm you could calm
i've got a prescription to fill
and i have a fire that glows

you've got me
and i won't let you go






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