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His bag was as close to me As the memory of his father and me But he moved it away before I had the chance to look into it at all His reaction was an eye full But I still had my mouth full And I couldn't tell the truth We had everything to loose So I stood on a cigarette And decided we hadn't finished yet I should tell him before I forget I'm surprised he hasn't guessed it yet Take your pity and sympathy 'Cos there is nothing wrong with me The crutch of his wrinkled hand Clutched my spine and It wrecked me fine Black fingernails dug in I was wrenching and he cracked a grin I was frail I was painfully thin I never found my safety net Take your pity and sympathy 'Cos there is nothing wrong with me