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The sun is a light bulb, a candle's a treat.
The curtains stay closed now on my little retreat.
And I'll only take medicine if it's followed by sweets,
A sickly pink liquid that puts me to sleep.
My head beats a better way, tomorrow a better day.
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The curtains stay closed now on my little retreat.
And I'll only take medicine if it's followed by sweets,
A sickly pink liquid that puts me to sleep.
My head beats a better way, tomorrow a better day.
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