Breaking Strings

One step forward, two steps back

Jill came runnin' down the hill just to find Jack

Laying there with his head splayed out on the ground

When there ain't nobody there to help him around

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There's a hole in the bucket I brought from the well

I found the meaning of life, but I got no one to tell

They all say they wanna help but they never commit

'Cause the seat of my pants are all covered in shit

Breaking strings, I'm just breaking strings

For I get all tuned up and ready to sing

It all goes to hell as far as I can tell

I better get used to the sting 'cause I'm just here breaking strings

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Eh, my feet faced back when I was born

But I just can't seem to land on them no more

I'm down on my luck, my lucks down on me

Keep looking over my shoulder, but there's nothin' to see

Breaking strings, I'm just breaking strings

For I get all tuned up and ready to sing

It all goes to hell as far as I can tell

I better get used to the sting 'cause I'm just here breaking strings

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Fair is foul, foul is fair

Hover through the fog and the filthy air

Breaking strings, I'm just breaking strings

For I get all tuned up and ready to sing

It all goes to hell as far as I can tell

I better get used to the sting 'cause I'm just here breaking strings

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