| Haha
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| Woo
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| Hey God, I’ll be the jester
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| Entertain ya to the best of
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| My ability, when I suffer, no
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| Fragility when I enter
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| Came here for a reason, ah-ah
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| So stop complaining
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| All have offseasons, ah-ah
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| It’s not just a joke or a lesson to live through
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| Every which way and second is a breakthrough
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| I’m mortal, ah-ah-ah
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| Defected by this form, ah-ah-ah
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| So I’d rather be tested by goddesses resting
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| Their heads up on pillows of all they have learned
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| I’m not to be forgottn
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| Drop your books when I walk in
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| Magic talks without talking
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| I make the most bfore the coffin
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| Born to be desiring, ah-ah
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| Gotta learn, yeah, eyes are always on the next goal
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| But space isn’t there to always be filled up
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| It’s the quiet, the downtime to breathe in my lungs
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| 'Cause I’m mortal, ah-ah-ah
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| Defected by this form, ah-ah-ah
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| So I beg to be tested by goddesses resting
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| Their heads up on pillows of all they have learned
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| 'Cause I’m mortal, ah-ah-ah
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| Test me, I’m mortal, ah-ah-ah
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| And I beg to be tested by goddesses resting
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| Their heads up on pillows of all they have learned
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| 'Cause I’m mortal, ah-ah-ah
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| Defected by this form, ah-ah-ah
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| And I beg to be tested by goddesses resting
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| Their heads upon pillows of all they have learned
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| 'Cause I’m mortal, ah-ah-ah (Give me an A-plus if I’m doing this thing right)
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| Defected by this form, ah-ah-ah
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| And I’d rather be tested by goddesses resting
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| Their heads up on pillows of all they have learned |