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I fear I'm dying of complications |
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Complications due to things that |
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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 |
