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Do you ever get the feeling
That you’re not so kind of a person
Do you ever stop to think
That your words, they hurt
You’re so sweet, sweet like dirt
Do you need somebody to lean on
Did you wake up to find them gone
Have you ever wondered why
You wanna be tough, a real big guy
You never dug deep, to what’s inside
You chained your flowers to the cellar wall
You starved them sunlight and watched the petals fall
And oh my lord, Jesus
Let out a deafening sigh
When he heard about your birthday
He asked his father why
‘Cause your words, they hurt
You’re sweet, sweet as dirt
