I fear I'm dying of complications
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Complications due to things that I've left undone
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That all my debts will be left unpaid
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Feel like a crippled without a cane
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I'm like a jack of all trades
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Who's a master of none
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Then there's my father
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He's always looking on the bright side
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Saying things like "son life just ain't that hard"
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He is the grand optimist
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I am the world's poor pessimist
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You give him burndonsome times
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And he will escape unscarred
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I guess I take after my mother
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I used to be quite resilient
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Gain no strength from counting the beads on a rosary
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Now the wound has begun to turn
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Another lesson that has gone unlearned
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But this is not a cry for pitty or for sympathy
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I guess I take after my mother
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The Grand Optimist
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| City And Colour |
