I open up stand here alone
Fully revealed totally naked
I show you all there is to see
I cannot hide anything now
These are my knees
There are my hands
I may be skin I may be bones
Nevertheless I am the same
As I was then I'm just a man
But don't give me your sympathy
You know it doesn't mean
That much to me
So don't give me your sympathy
I don't need it anymore
Living's like art
Like everything else
I got my skills I do it well
So it feels real
Or feels like hell
But if it kills I cannot tell
But don't give me your sympathy
I don't need it anymore
That much to me
So don't give me your sympathy
I don't need it anymore
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