| Hello Halo, Goodbye Glands |
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| Hello to my halo |
| Goodbye to my glands |
| You can’t move a mountain |
| With a book of plans |
| You can’t break a heart |
| With a birthday wish |
| You can’t make a wave in a Petri dish |
| Tell them |
| We think they’re starving |
| Tell them |
| We think they’re deaf |
| Tell them |
| We’ve seen them carving curse words into their desks |
| Tell them |
| That I’m a liquid |
| Tell them |
| It’s been a gas |
| Tell them |
| They’re frozen solid just behind the looking glass |
| The mirror’s just flat |
| The mirror’s just glass |
| Into the mirror |
| Let’s try not to pass |
