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+paper tiger+
+10.30.03
+ 6:10 p.m.
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Just like a paper tiger
Torn apart by idle hands
Through the helter skelter morning
Fix yourself while you still can
No more ashes to ashes
No more cinders from the sky
All the laws of creation
Tell a dead man how to die
O deserts down below us
And storms up above
Like a stray dog gone defective
Like a paper tiger in the sun
We’re just holding on to nothing
To see how long nothing lasts