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Dead as dead can be
The doctor tells me
But I just can
Ever the optimistic one
I
To become my perfect enemy
Wake up and face me
Don
Someday I will walk away and say
You disappoint me
Maybe you
Leanin' over you here
Cold and catatonic
I catch a brief reflection
Of what you could and might have been
It's your right and your ability
To become my perfect enemy
Wake up and face me
Don
Someday I will walk away and say
You disappoint me
Maybe you
Maybe you
Maybe you
Maybe you
You
Maybe you
Wake up and face me
Don
Someday I will walk away and say
You fuckin' disappoint me
Maybe you
Go ahead and play dead
I know that you can hear this
Go ahead and play dead
Why can't you turn and face me?
Why can't you turn and face me?
Why can't you turn and face me?
Why can't you turn and face me?
You fuckin' disappoint me
Passive aggressive bullshit
Passive aggressive bullshit
Passive aggressive bullshit
Passive aggressive bullshit...
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