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I don't wanna talk it,
or get it off my back.
I wanna dance around the subject,
you and I know better than that.
I to make the best of it,
but in the end it really mean much.
Leave me with a fiddle, by the piano,
in the dust.

My dog died.
"When you six!"
Really? I guess I've gotten over it.
cloud constantly hovering over me.
I've been a bad ever since the ovaries.
Momma looked at me and told me it was,
said boy's got a big enough to block the sun.
When it's all said and done, I'm comfortable and
to the fact that I'm sweating under the gun.
But worth it, ain't it? My friends think I'm famous.
My manager to put his foot inside of my anus.
Haven't got a night's sleep now in ages
and all I got to is empty loose-leaf pages.
It up but that's the life that I'm used to,
pressing up the knife with a loose screw.
Sing the blues and assumes you could use
a old-fashioned, down home talking to.

I don't wanna about it,
or get it off my back.
I wanna dance around the subject,
you and I both know better that.
I tried to the best of it,
but in the end it really mean much.
Leave me with a fiddle, by the piano,
in the dust.

My broke.
"You the bus!"
Well it showed up and it really sucked.
Storm constantly filling my cup.
Been a hot mess ever I was just a pup.
Papa looked at me and me what it is,
said got a weight on his shoulders no one can lift.
Tried a couple times and honestly I it's a bitch,
but I kind of appreciate what it did cause it's it.
Yeah? The world gets a laugh but my telling me I
benefit from a quack.
Haven't got a in forever-and-a-half, and they wonder why I'm drinking like a pirate in a crashed ship.
it, no more no less.
You should learn to be as with your mess.
Sing the blues and everybody expects they could be the one to save you the depths.

I don't talk about it,
or get it off my back.
I don't wanna dance the subject,
you and I know better than that.
I tried to the best of it,
but in the end it didn't mean much.
Leave me with a fiddle, by the piano,
in the dust.