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Some days feel alone on your own
like a rolling stone A perfect waste
of a perfect day
Some days feel like chores
you get more than you bargain for
A heavy plate for one to undertake
I hate to say I told you so
but I just thought I`d let you know
Some days they taste like lemonade
Some days can feel like razorblades
I wish I could float away
some days
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(Some days)
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Some days smell like spring birds
they sing jasmines blossoming Everything
oh its everything
Some times things can seem evergreen
like the TV screen Reality
its reality
I hate to say I told you so
but I just thought I`d let you know
Some days they taste like lemonade
Some days can feel like razorblades
I wish I could float away
some days
(I wish that I could float away)
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Float away
I wish I could float away
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I hate to say I told you so
Some days they taste like lemonade
Some days can feel like razorblades
Oh I wish I could float away...
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