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Too eager to appease |
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The cure is the disease |
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And it's only growing worse |
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Day by day it takes its hold |
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Divides its cells a thousandfold |
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And makes your blindness seem perverse |
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Out of sight and out of mind |
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Are deadly traits when they're combined |
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But it's easier that way |
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Sit and watch the world go by |
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While all the problems multiply |
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With nothing left to do but pray |
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I am the rain |
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Falling down to cover you |
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Wish me away |
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But I'm here for your own good |
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I am the storm |
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Sent to wake you from your dream |
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Show me your scorn |
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But you'll thank me in the end |
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These amenities are nice |
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But there is need for sacrifice |
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You must lose so you may gain |
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It's too easy to malign |
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The implements that steal our time |
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But it's we who are to blame |
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Fill your pockets while you can |
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And try to keep the upper hand |
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The voice of reason sounds so shrill |
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Surround yourself with all you own |
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Work your fingers to the bone |
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And happiness evades you still |
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I am the rain |
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Falling down to cover you |
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Wish me away |
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But I'm here for your own good |
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I am the storm |
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Sent to wake you from your dream |
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Show me your scorn |
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But you'll thank me in the end |
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Too eager to appease |
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You've lost the forest for the trees |
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And it really is a shame |
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It is such a sorry sight |
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When you evaluate your life |
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You've only got yourself to blame |
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I am the rain |
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Falling down to cover you |
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Wish me away |
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But I'm here for your own good |
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I am the storm |
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Sent to wake you from your dream |
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Show me your scorn |
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But you'll thank me in the end |
