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  • If I could find a cure for your disease,
  • I'd keep it to myself and oversleep.
  • And I would brush it slowly through your hair.
  • Don't despair,
  • And I could sell your manuscript away.
  • Shatter to the lowest bid today
  • Or toss it down the stairs into your yard, to discard.
  • You are not a mystery,
  • More a tragic comedy,
  • The next day you rise (x4)
  • Hold me down, I'm your clown.
  • You refuse to wear your crooked crown.
  • But when she cries at night,
  • Goals are in her sight,
  • But she won't set it out or get it done,
  • It just keeps her broken down
  • She's trapped inside tensions from her life,
  • She can't get around, get around,
  • I don't see you breaking down.
  • Not right...I'm right.
  • Goals are in her sight,
  • But she won't set it out or get it done,
  • It just keeps her broken down,
  • She's trapped inside tensions from her life,
  • She can't get around, get around
  • I don't see you breaking down,
  • Not right...I'm right,
  • The next day your rise (x4)

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