Blah blah blah

Now it really seems
I’m just a big disaster

This melancholia is
far too much to master

Some days
I hate the song of birds and
I hate the morning dew

The only thing that drags me on
Is thinking thoughts of you
Oh.

If I could do anything
It would be
Everything
I’ve never ever
done

To be everything
I never was
To beat every battle
that I never
won

But now it seems that my blood’s
A little thicker
A little richer
Little better
Bit more
Bitter

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