Too Tired for This

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Ain't even gonna raise my hand
‘Cause joy and peace I've tried to find
Maybe this is the end
But I ought to be my own friend
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The world is not going to tear me
Neither I'm I falling to my knee
I've once been in this sea
But never did treasure trunks beam for me to see
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It may be now or tomorrow or never
But trust me, I won't slay a beaver
I've been in cold with goosebumps and a shiver
Lie to me I saw a steaming river
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I'm too tired chasing the wind
Yet I see nothing strong to bind
Allow me then my joy to find
A little smile will be kind
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Maggots and ugly things
Save my heart from wasp stings
You don't know how much I need those wings
The beauty when the break time bell rings
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Composed in 2016
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