| This blessing in disguise, somebody to despise
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| Let’s you know how much, you really know of love
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| It’s such a loaded word, corrupted and absurd
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| Twisted out of tune
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| Lost, I’m beginning to know the cost of trying to read your thoughts
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| But now I know your thoughts
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| You are worried about you, I wonder how you make it through
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| Nagging day to day, feeling this way
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| And the way you look at life as tedium and strife
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| But let me tell you this…
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| Bliss, I really wondered about your kiss, the flavor of your lips
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| Before this can occur, strikes a nerve
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| The pleasure and the pain, what’s the difference, what’s the difference?
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| One and all the same, what’s the difference, what’s the difference?
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| The pleasure and the pain, what’s the difference, what’s the difference?
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| One and all the same, what’s the difference, what’s the difference?
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| The pleasure and the pain, what’s the difference, what’s the difference?
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| One and all the same, what’s the difference?
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| You, are worried about you
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| Lost, the ungainly albatross that you carry like a cross
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| For those you shed a tear, they are gone and cannot hear |