You're good at playing darts
when I'm your foam target.
But you aren't throwing darts;
You're throwing boomerangs!
Give me a little slack;
Your noose is a bit tight.
I'm a product of you,
but I don't have a right!
You like to solve problems
without an answer book.
If you don't show your work,
I can't give you credit!
Give me a little slack;
Your noose is a bit tight.
I'm a product of you,
but I don't have a right!
Your trammel engulfs me
and drags me into hell.
I can endeavor the pain,
but the scars never fade!
I can endeavor the pain,
but the scars never fade!
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