Give me an answer
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Why this cancer eats me away
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How this restlessness
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Could turn into a day.
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I fear what comes first
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The things that hide in the night
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But I'm quaking, and shaking
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Even now that it's light
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And no I don't feel right
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I can see but I've lost my sight
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I'm high, so high
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Like Ben Franklin's Kite
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And maybe you'll find me
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On another lonely street
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By the smell of summer,
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after she rains
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Maybe you'll loose me
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All together in her heat
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Let this humid air
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Take away my pain
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And no I don't feel right
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I can see but I've lost my sight
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'cause I'm high, so high
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Like Ben Franklin's Kite
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Maybe you're weary
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You always stand so tall
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Maybe you, holier than thou
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Will make me crawl
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I don't claim to be better
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I don't think that you do
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But see I'm weak and incessinct
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My addictions the proof
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And no I don't feel right
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I can see but I've lost my sight
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I'm high, so high
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Like Ben Franklin's Kite
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And maybe I'm crazy
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But lightning might strike me tonight
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And Maybe I'm crazy
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But lightning might strike me tonight
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Ben Franklin's Kite
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Something Corporate |