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Pretty Labels
by Terence J Hughes
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We have left it to long to get it right
So if your the last one out turn out that light
What ever you want to become we can help you decide
trust us were on it
We got pretty labels, gender pronouns, active shooter drills, distress narcotic
Pray when the old is shed
You'll dream on and never know your dead
The world waltzes its waltz around your head
Still the future looks bright
At least to the middle of next week
By Saturday night you your never gonna make those ends meet.
We got it too wrong get it right
So if your the last one out turn out that light
Everyday seems to be a self influenced disaster
Don't worry my friend the big daddy in the sky he got what your after
Try to be happy in this great sea
Make your way towards the city lights
Feel you can start all over again
Still the future looks bright
At least to the middle of next week
By Saturday night you your never gonna make those ends meet.
Every thing will turn out fine
All together one more time
We have left it to long to get it right
So if your the last one out turn out that light
What ever you want to become we can help you decide
trust us were on it
We got pretty labels, gender pronouns, active shooter drills, distress narcotic
Pray when the old is shed
You'll dream on and never know your dead
The world waltzes its waltz around your head
Still the future looks bright
At least to the middle of next week
By Saturday night you your never gonna make those ends meet.
We got it too wrong get it right
So if your the last one out turn out that light
Everyday seems to be a self influenced disaster
Don't worry my friend the big daddy in the sky he got what your after
Try to be happy in this great sea
Make your way towards the city lights
Feel you can start all over again
Still the future looks bright
At least to the middle of next week
By Saturday night you your never gonna make those ends meet.
Every thing will turn out fine
All together one more time
