Middle

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Middle

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The middle man what a miracle Of common calculations Compressed and erratic Hung out to fade like ribbons Through wall-to-wall maybes So I gave it my soul Got wasted sick and trashed it It's midnight in this time zone Awake and collecting little zingers And future comedies I feel my voice come back On behalf of unfinished business The lowered man what a spectacle A comic installation, repressed and dramatic Fighting to find his fable Through wall-to-wall static Under an anime skyline Calling cancer from the corner store I showed her mine; she showed me hers So we could shrug off the small shit And breathe in the meantime I wanted to dance with a daughter Of a switchblade in the Springtime There are some people I don't want to let down Bells to ring And friends to fling my arms around Yes I know what's up must come down Please don't take the good parts away

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