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Lyrics

Another draggy week behind me I wrote a song to help me hide it I took it to my publisher with a Piece of me in side and sang it You take it to some record man And you say the bridge is loose and the lyric needs some work And we'we got no one to do this number anyway, so good day And like a fountain head of sorrow, that has no place for flowing The part of me that lingers there will have no field for growing And will die there on some dusty shelf In the subtle suffocation of the part of mе I gave And then soon I'll write a song thе way the others do and I'll be dead too And like a fire slowly dying as one by one the embers blacken I miss the lil' pieces of myself that no one ever warms themselves besides And other draggy week before me And somewhere a song will find me I'll slice another piece of heart and leave it there behind me But perhaps I'll write a hit this year and you'll know Well where I'll have my name there underneath the singers Look for the smallest letters and that's where I'll be in Parenthesis