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Everything I have, is bringing me down,
It's making me shake,
Everybody says, i'm staying pretty young,
But i'm not feeling that way.

Naked I come,
Naked I go,
Souls fill up these suits,
So strip me down and take me home.

Body's breaking down,
Quicker than the ships, wrecked on Your shores,
The poor men that I know,
Are giving it away, while the fools look for more.

Naked I come,
Naked I go,
Souls fill up these suits,
So strip me down and take me home.

Tents fade, and all we have is swept away,
Tents fade, and all we've made is washed away,
Tents fads, and all we've built it falls away,
Tents fade, and all we've got is thrown away,
Tents fade, and all we have is swept away,
Tents fade, and all we have is swept away.

Tents fade, and all we have is swept away,
Tents fade, and all our money burns away.

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from Tents, released September 12, 2013

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