My friend has problems with winter and autumn
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They give him prescriptions,
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They shine bright lights on him
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They say it's genetic,
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They say he can't help it
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They say you can catch it
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But sometimes you're born with it
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My friend has blight
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he gets shakes in the night
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And they say there is no way
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That they could have caught it in
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Time takes its toll on him, it is traditional
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It is inherited predisposition
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All day I've been wondering
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What is inside of me,
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Who can I blame for it?
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I say
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It runs in the family,
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this famine that carries me
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To such great lengths
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To open my legs
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Up to anyone who'll have me
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It runs in the family,
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I come by it honestly
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Do what you want
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'Cause who knows
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It might fill me up [echoes]
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Fill me up [echoes]
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My friend's depressed,
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She's a wreck, she's a mess
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They've done all sorts of tests and
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They guess it has something to do
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With her grandmother's grandfather's grandmother
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Civil war soldiers who
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Badly infected her
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My friend has maladies, rickets, and allergies
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That she dates back to the 17th century
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Somehow she manages, in her misery -
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Strips in the city
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And shares all her best tricks with
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Me?
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Well, I'm well.
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Well, I mean I'm in hell.
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Well, I still have my health
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(At least that's what they tell me)
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If wellness is this, what in hell's name is sickness?
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But business is business!
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And business
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Runs in the family, we tend to bruise easily
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Bad in the blood, I'm telling you 'cause
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I just want you to know me
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Know me and my family
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We're wonderful folks but
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Don't get too close to me
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'Cause you might knock me up [echoes]
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Knock me up [echoes]
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Mary have mercy.
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Now look what I've done
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But don't blame me because
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I can't help where I come from
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And running is something that we've always done
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Well and mostly I can't even tell what I'm running from
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Run from their pity
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From responsibility
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Run from the country
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And run from the city
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I can run from the law
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I can run from myself
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I can run for my life
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I can run into debt
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I can run from it all
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I can run till I'm gone
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I can run for the office
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And run from the 'cause
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I can run using every
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Last ounce of energy
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I cannot
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I cannot
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I cannot
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Run from my family
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They're hiding inside me
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Corpses on ice
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Come in if you'd like
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But just don't tell my family
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They'd never forgive me
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They say that I'm crazy
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But they would say anything
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If it would shut me up
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Shut me up
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Shut me up [echoes]
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Shut me up [echoes]
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Runs In The Family
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| Amanda Palmer |
