You’re going to have to cry a lot

Someday you’ll have to shoot to kill

Right now isn’t the time for that

Today there is no thrill.

You really need to breathe a bit

You’re going to have to take it slow,

Someday you’ll probably blurt it out

When they desire a lovely show.

Someday you’re going to want to fall

But you’ll have to take the shot

They will want you instantly better

Then find that you’re not.

One day you’ll just get drunk

Dance with everyone around

The moment they think you’re lost

Suddenly you’re found.


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