Words are cheap
Everyone can say
The words of magic
The words of distress
We make our ends
When it is dusted
We get it on ourselves
Do we blame others?
We should blame ourselves
For the fools we have been
Taking words like gospel truth
When it wants to put us down
Words are cheap
Once spoken the wind will carry it away
We can't rub it off even if we want to
It will be recorded we have to live with it
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