Sometimes it feels like
Which way will the mood land
How much can be tolerated today.I wish at times to be hardened metal
Unmoveable without extreme pressure
Does my tenacity know a bound?
Let's pull out the coin and see

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Sometimes it feels like
Which way will the mood land
How much can be tolerated today.I wish at times to be hardened metal
Unmoveable without extreme pressure
Does my tenacity know a bound?
Let's pull out the coin and see