I'm starting to think that maybe I'm wrong.
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It's easy to forget what you're fighting for and what matters more.
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But maybe I'm not. What if only time can tell?
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Well, until then we'll try this again.
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I feel colder without you but I've learned to embrace the chill about you.
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I can't tell if I lost or found you. Am I making sense or do I confound you?
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Oh what to do? Nothing is new. Now I must deal with my true form of reality.
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They like to tax me drastically. Still learning to fantastically.
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Hearing you talk makes me want to shut my mouth.
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I wonder who taught you to whisper with a voice so loud.
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Oh wow! You've got opinions to share?
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So just keep yelling through the door sending your four-letter prayers.
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Get lucky once if I care! Use all your luck if I'm really even there!
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I'm so exhausted with noise. You give me options but don't give me a choice.
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"Let's get rich quick," my invitation to the cynics.
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"Well, I can't do that. I'm saving up for the day that I get sick.
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So run away with your teenage schemes."
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What you've got in smarts; I've got ten times in dreams.
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I feel colder without you but I've learned to embrace the chill about you.
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I can't tell if I lost or found you. Am I making sense or do I confound you?
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Sesame Street is No Place for Me:
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You commie-loving, death-counting tally-keeping delinquent.
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I love the way you suck me in. It's my favorite form of sin.
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And all this nonsense banter it's like I'm talking to an infant.
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I made the best mistake I could make.
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I've thought of worse before but this takes the cake.
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So you're getting over me by getting under other people?
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Adding insult to injury: what do they equal?
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Did you pray to God to fall out of love with me?
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Cause I do the same but in a different way.
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I ruined every holiday and hated every game you play.
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Your wish came true, now you're true blue.
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You're such a debutante, dilettante, miles of skin to flaunt.
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You will get what you want.
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And now you hang out around with the coolest cats I've met.
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You sold away what's left within and left me with the mess that I've been in.
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A wishing well, a witch's spell: oh, the things that you will need
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If your convoluted delusions of grandeur ever will succeed.
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What'd you do; fall on another accident?
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I'd rather hang from a fucking ceiling fan.
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I can tell you think you're happy but the audience is never clapping.
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Years ago, they might've loved you. You should have never let them touch you.
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Now they've cut you down into a film to snuff you.
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There's no mask that you can wear if you've got no face to wear it on.
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Let's play bow and arrow with each other using tongues!
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Release our syllables and calculate who's won.
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We all dream we'll have it all one day.
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So count your beauty marks weighed next to your scars.
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Sesame Street Is No Place For Me
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| A Lot Like Birds |
