Do you think I’m not,
What I once used to be?
Can you sing me a song
And alleviate me?
Or maybe, buy me a shell that is thicker than this
Bid me goodbye and I’ll go amiss
Can’t stand to wait for the finish
I’ll do fine sitting in the rain
Can you give me a hand
With all this burden of lies?
Can you pass me the wand
That has me hypnotized?
I will run through the sky, like a tickled up bee
Is that a stupid analogy?
Can't remember last time I felt funny
Since you've been missing in the rain
Or should I try even more?
Try to see through the dirt
There's a castle of yore
We can build back this way, we can make it alright
You'll build the bridge, I can be dynamite
All this trouble to kill the boredom inside
It's easier sipping up the pain
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