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Justify

My brain clicks her tongue,

She says "you don't know how you feel,"

says "the way you say you feel is wrong."

My brain tells me I'm selfish, tells me "scrap the poems, scrap the tears, or the song."

And I think I believe her by now

I think it's come true

So many others are worse off somehow

What gives me the right to feel blue?

(Pre chorus)

I'll sit down to write a sad song one day

But before I even open my mouth

Here comes the embarassment like a wave
And this is a tide that never goes out

(Chorus)

Tell me darling, do I deserve this?

Getting nervous isn't something I can justify

Tell me daring, if I was hurting]

Could I prove it, could I testify?

My brain rears her head,

she says "that was really stupid, that one really stupid thing you just said"

My brain, says it's imperative that I stop,

cause "you just want a spicy personal narrative"

And now, even as I perform this song

My brain is giving me a sigh

Maybe I should stop and cheer up and go home

I think this song might be a lie

(Pre chorus)

I'll sit down to write a sad song one day

But before I even open my mouth

Here comes the embarassment like a wave

And this is a tide that never goes out

(Chorus)

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This is a tide that never goes out

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