Lately
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I watch the coffee perk
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Give my cup a stir
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¡°It looks dire sir¡±
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It's a voice I've heard
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There is no cure
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There are no words
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I'm not sure
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But it seems like a perfect way to lose me
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My book rests on the table
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My pen leaks poetry
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I think I must be defective
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You always seem to lose me
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Try not to lose me
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Do not, don't have to lose me
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Lately
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It's been 3 am
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Up still or up again?
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I've kinda crumpled in your hands
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Then I scattered in the wind
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And if you try to steal my dreams
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It's a perfect way to lose me
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Try not to lose me
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My book rests on the table
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My pen leaks poetry
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I think I must be defective
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You always seem to lose me
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Try not to lose me
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Do not, try not to lose me
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Do you want, don't want to lose me
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Try not, do not, do you want, don't wanna lose me
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Lose Me
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| Megan Slankard |
