When all the signs went wrong
and when everything is in reverse
You feel perfectly like a deadbeat
You know you can't keep lettin' it get you down
And you can't keep draggin' that dead weight around.
If there ain't all that much to lug around,
Better run like hell when you hit the ground.
When the morning comes.
Let it go, this too shall pass. I hope
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