| You hold me inside your iris
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| like a terminal stain on life
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| You condescend to my primal brain
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| and twist me around like a knife
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| Can’t begin to explain
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| The feelings I have restrained
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| Don’t ask me how I am Because you’re too busy planning your epitaph
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| Let me tell you
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| DON’T — try to be the ONE — person
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| Who has STAYED — just to say
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| They never left me!
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| Aggravated, complicated, someone say it God, I never learn
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| You keep me hidden behind a curtain,
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| an audible human display
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| You feed me orchids to give me courage
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| and keep me in line with disdain
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| Can’t begin to explain
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| The feelings I have restrained
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| Don’t ask me how I am Because you’re too busy planning your epitaph
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| Let me tell you
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| DON’T — try to be the ONE — person
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| Who has STAYED — just to say
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| They never left me!
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| Aggravated, complicated, someone say it God, I never learn
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| I have nothing left for you
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| you left me with nothing
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| I live at arm’s length and die a little,
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| between your constants by day
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| I want my soul back before it’s over,
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| I can’t even wish you away
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| Can’t begin to explain
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| The feelings I have restrained
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| Don’t ask me how I am Because you’re too busy planning your epitaph
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| Let me tell you
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| DON’T — try to be the ONE — person
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| Who has STAYED — just to say
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| They never left me!
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| Aggravated, complicated, someone say it God, I never learn
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| I NEVER LEARN! |