[00:00.00]Death Of A Salesman - Low
[00:08.75]So I took my guitar
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[00:16.74]And I threw down some chords
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[00:25.78]And some words I could sing without shame
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[00:31.46]And I soon had a song
[00:39.21]I played it around
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[00:43.45]For some friends but they all said the same
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[00:55.17]They said music's for fools
[01:00.66]You should go back to school
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[01:07.78]The future is prisms and math
[01:17.70]So I did what they said
[01:24.13]Now my children are fed
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[01:29.56]'Cause they pay me to do what I'm asked
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[01:41.54]I forgot all my songs
[01:48.03]The words now are wrong
[01:53.15]And I burned my guitar in a rage
[02:04.00]But the fire came to rest
[02:10.31]In your white velvet breast
[02:16.05]So somehow I just know that it's safe