life is lovely
fresh and doves flyin' above me
people still starin'
but I know they just carin' waitin' ta heah whats i gonna say
I've heard 'He's just playin'
'cause he's nevvah complain'n''
truth is
I can't live thinkin' I'm a needle lost in hay
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