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The Coin Toss PDF

The Coin Toss PDF

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The Coin Toss tells the story of a decision.

 

I don't know how many times
I paid the price
Gave you my card
And let it slide
So that you could have it all
And not be denied 
Anything 
With me by your side 
I let it slide 
And I don't know how many times 
I foot the bill
Gave my all to put you 
Atop of the hill
With instant wonders
And curb appeal
But not for free
I foot the bill
I just don't know how many times 
I paid the price 
Gave you my card
And let it slide 
So that you could have it all 
And not be denied 
Anything 
With me by your side 
I let it slide 

You know
I sit for hours
In front of the rotisserie
Just watching the meat
Slow roasting
Locking in juices and flavorings
For hours
In front of the rotisserie
Wishing I
Was cooking in grease
That watch me now
As fast as me
When I sit down
It’s time to eat
Wishing I
Was cooking in grease
But you know
I sit for hours 
In front of the rotisserie
Just watching the meat
Slow roasting
Locking in juices and flavorings
For hours
In front of the rotisserie

You sit real still
Like a red China doll
Watching from afar
Atop a great wall 
And your glass eyes
They see me
And I fall
For an ordinary trick
Of a red China doll
But I get up
And use my voodoo 
I say my spell
Looking right at you
The tone of my voice 
It resounds with the truth
And you fall down 
When I use my voodoo 
And you sit real still
Like a red China doll
Watching from afar 
Without a great wall 
And your glass eyes 
They see me and I fall
For an ordinary trick
Of a red China doll

I got too many scrapes and sores
Another bad seed
You know for sure that 
I'm just an apple 
Rotten to the core
And I can't do this anymore 
I ain't got
What you looking for 
Even at the gas station 
Even at the store 
I'm just an apple 
Rotten to the core
And I can't do this anymore 
I ain’t got
No candy chews
Streusels and fritters
Or whoppydos
I'm not that number one
Chosen fruit 
And I don't produce 
Like the others do
I bruise
And lose out all the time
And I got too many scrapes and sores
Another bad seed
You know for sure that 
I'm just an apple 
Rotten to the core
And I can't do this anymore
I need a semicircle
To halfway turn my life
To get me to where I’m going
And show me the other side
Only a semicircle
Another shape won’t due
So don’t you feed me lines
To make me a square
Just like you
A block
For you to use
To stand high above the people
And announce me 
Like the news
That I need a semicircle
That I’m not
Completely through
That three can make a triangle
But there’s no use for two
Until you look at things
From a different point of view

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