Tricky Songtext
	
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This is not a good sign,
You say you're losing your mind,
People say it's no exaggeration,
Was it something I said?
Was it something I did?
Or was it something from a gray spot in your head?
I want a cheese and mushroom omelet,
I want a microwave oven,
I want to leave a tip after every meal,
You say you're losing your mind,
People say it's no exaggeration,
Was it something I said?
Was it something I did?
Or was it something from a gray spot in your head?
I want a cheese and mushroom omelet,
I want a microwave oven,
I want to leave a tip after every meal,
Does that make me a bad person?
What's behind the smile?
What's behind the eyes?
Something sorry if anything at all,
The counter is sticky,
This all seems tricky,
To get out of a bogus situation
I want to stay up all night,
I want to sleep with the light,
I want those dishes to be out of here,
Does that make me imperfect?
What's behind the smile?
What's behind the eyes?
Something sorry if anything at all,
The counter is sticky,
This all seems tricky,
To get out of a bogus situation
I want to stay up all night,
I want to sleep with the light,
I want those dishes to be out of here,
Does that make me imperfect?
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