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Steel Toe
Stumbled over my feet
when I went to make my stand
cut down to the quick
i guess i want to feel it
pain in these hands
five o'clock
the suns not up
coffee tin
which way is the wind
northbound today
I'll lace em up
till they dress me up
tied in my roots and dna
been with me for every step
my steel toes
when I went to make my stand
cut down to the quick
i guess i want to feel it
pain in these hands
five o'clock
the suns not up
coffee tin
which way is the wind
northbound today
I'll lace em up
till they dress me up
tied in my roots and dna
been with me for every step
my steel toes
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