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I sing jokes and call them songs
Nobody knows where they belong
I've come up short for far too long
And what felt right, feels so wrong

I've always known, life isn't fair
You're supposed to care about your hair
And what you wear and if you don't
Then folks will still have words to wear

And there ain't no way to get them on your side now
Nor is it ever worth a try
Some might live to make a better day tomorrow
And some just live until they die

Call me home o precious love
I've never done that kind of drug
But I know peace and peace knows me
Way down deep where I live free

And there ain't no way to get them on your side now
Nor is it ever worth a try
Some might live to make a better day tomorrow
And some just live until they die

Across the stars, worlds lay in wait
Some call it hope; some call it fate
Just like tears, the years do fall
And time becomes all I recall

And there ain't no way to get them on your side now
Nor is it ever worth a try
Some might live to make a better day tomorrow
And some just live until they die
And some just live until they die

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