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The icy cold rolled through the crack in the door
Disturbing the warmth and the peace like before
I worked hard to fix that crack thistle and grind
But it won't go unnoticed that cold in your mind

Hail to the proxy
The real one's just over the hill
And bring me the bottle
Cause I just can't get my fill

Cut through the bone just like they always do
But it didn't feel right when I served it to you
The people are angry and it's all a mess
But amongst it all I know that I am still blessed

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from Filthy Bird, released October 1, 2010

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