I shouldn't be hard to find...
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I'll be the one with my big mouth moving;
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my big words, saying nothing.
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I hope you know
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it's not my father's fault I'm such a bore,
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and so afraid of everything.
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I'm keeping inside; living in my mind;
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hoping that the telephone don't ring
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with, "It's all right... pain is universal, baby"
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and worrying about what I'm going to sing.
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I'm staying in, and saving up my energy.
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I know my day is coming.
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And when I find it, I will rewind it
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(and play it over again a hundred times).
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And when I hear it, I will not fear it
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I will say it back again, and say, "I'm fine."
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("Relief!..." "Relief!...")
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"I'm fine."
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Tired And Uninspired
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The Gloria Record |