If you be Jacob I'll be the angel
If you be Hiram I'll be Solomon
If you be the shirt I'll be the shoulders
It won't always be this easy
As when you hid from him in shame
Your unsolved crimes fictitious names
Dividing your life into halves
Exposing its failures and lapses
But if you be you then I must too
Just in a different version
Don't worry it will only last
For a few blinding seconds
What never seems to pass
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