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One more day down Everybody has those days Where one soft sweet song's Just enough to clear my head Fall on real life Is anybody left there sane? If we slide on over and accept fate Then it's bound to be a powerful thing If it's just that you're weak Can we talk about it It's gettin' so damn creepy Just nursing this ghost of chance The fiction, the romance And the Technicolor dreams Of black and white people

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