The First Disciple

My old friend, these poems that you preach
 They're being wasted as you speak
 Remind me once more how they came to be your calling
 Do you even know you're falling?
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 You know that for you I'd give an arm
 I'm one of few that never meant you harm
 And I heed you like I heed fire and thunder
 But from time to time I wander
 And lately I did wonder
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 If you did it all to make you feel desired
 Did it all to make you feel admired
 For love to replace your shame
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 That's quite the group that you have gathered now
 Most of them, they just want you somehow
 They would pay any price to kiss your skin
 Don't tell me that is loving
 You know that don't mean nothing
 You know
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 You must know
 And yet you give it all to make you feel desired
 Give it all to make you feel admired
 For love to replace your shame
 You give it all to make you feel desired
 Give it all to make you feel admired
 For love to replace your shame
 For love to replace your shame
 For us to praise your name
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 Now, my friend, I won't forget
 The darkness blinding me before we met
 It's all I need to remember you
 As the light you were
 Even though for sure
 You won't remember me
 No, you won't remember me
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 I'm afraid that no amount of fame
 Will ever wash away the shame
 Of knowing not how to love your only friend
 Who will love you 'til the end