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| Playground swing Kids climbing Hey, you don't think If fell flat far down I'd be the doctor out of everyone around I can't heal With no empathy to feel All I've got is what I steal From the weaker minds around me Circus trapeze Looks easy Hey hey hey you don't suppose A tightwire is tight enough To support all these many claims of love I can't heal With no sympathy to feel The little I've got is what I steal From the weaker hearts around me The bleeding hearts around me Cry cry cry Make it look like tears flow freely Nothing's ever easy no no no nothing See me see me heartbreaking tears making A lake on my faces my faces My multiple faces It's all fake |
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