Plagiarist’s Blues
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Strip me down to my mother:
I am blind
Tell on me to my father
Like a child
Now that itâ€TMs all over
Let the dogs run wild
Recollectionâ€TMs just another
Cruel device
I donâ€TMt want to write my own songs
I want to sing everybody elseâ€TMs
Yet thereâ€TMs no one
Who feels quite the way I do
Loving is a hard game,
But donâ€TMt we love to put ourselves through pain
No one feels quite the way I do
I have lost and loved and lost again
By now Iâ€TMd count a forfeit a win
I was feeling half alive half the time
Thinking love was just a has-been
And they told me not to trust
What the devil sold me
But that deal was too sweet
Now I got a love
Heâ€TMs a keeper, heâ€TMs a Carolina Reaper
I am the misery of defeat
I donâ€TMt want to write my own songs
I want to sing everybody elseâ€TMs
Yet thereâ€TMs no one
Who feels quite the way I do
Loving is a hard game,
But donâ€TMt we love to put ourselves through pain
No one feels quite the way I do
Loving is a hard game,
But donâ€TMt we love to put ourselves through pain
No one feels quite the way I do
No one feels quite the way I do