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These Days
Think Im unkind?
But people arent the way you think they are.
They cant remember all the time
What it was you wanted.
They paint you out in straight silhouette.
But dont you get the picture yet?
Why you getting all upset?
The worst parts almost over.
Threes such a crowd.
You ought to tell me what you tell yourself.
You ever gonna speak it aloud?
Do I have to guess like everyone else?
With an iron will to walk the walk.
And a glass jaw that cant be moved to talk.
Black eyes always watch the clock.
The worst parts almost over.
You let yourself be frozen by doubt.
You think Im mean cause I call you out?
You dont know what youre about.
The worst parts almost over now
The worst parts almost over now...
Now...
Now...