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Song Without An Ending - THE THE
Written by：Matt Johnson
I like you
I think that you're pretty good
But I think that you think
That I
Well that I'm a bit undercooked
I'm lazy I play silly jokes go over the top
One of these days it's gonna get me killed
That will be my lot
I suppose I'd leave you alone after a while
But I'll lie in my bed
Feeding my head
Until I become fairly intelligent
100000 people today were burned
I felt a pang of concern
What are we waitin' for
A message of hope
From the pope
I think he got shot
As well
When everyday of your life seems the same
As the last
You know who you're gonna meet
What they're gonna ask
Then supposin' your legs
Just withered away
You had to somehow slide around on your
Backside for the rest
Of your days
Imagine that you're happy now
It's easy if you try
Because we're all caught
Up in a mortifying loop
Life
