I like when it's my turn to play,
Every song I choose has a feeling
There's usually bout bad days,
Dark and Oblique are appealing.
The therapies that I choose,
Got me closer to home,
And not drinking booze,
I call you on the phone,
You hear the background music,
I told you how I'm doing
I started to lose it,
Wondering why it's so moving,
You ask me if I'll change it,
Another is next,
I can't help it,
But truth is best.
I sing these songs,
I barely know how,
But I feel to belong,
And I'm okay now.
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