lord, i swear
this chair
makes me wanna pull out my hair
yeah it's not fair
that i can walk in my dreams
but in real life
it hurts like a knife
because i can't
well, at least not right now
yeah my body is like child
at 41
yeah i can't walk by myself
nor can i run
to have fun
in the sun
yeah until dark
and my heart can't take it
so lord, just break it
yeah just break my desire
to be on fire
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