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You're such a bore
I never saw it before
You pull the wool over my eyes
and are surrounded
Your gift is a curse
and it makes this all worse
For holding you so high in
But the symptomatic dropped dead
When the sun rises over your head
And I don't even glance when you're around me
No I don't even glance when you're around me
