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You know me, just look in my eyes
I shed my skin, got a new disguise
My heart still beats and I'm still the same
Do you know my name?

It's everything you've ever seen
It's every dream you've broken
It's only when you keep your eyes wide open!

Like a circle of light spinnin' out of control
and I just can't let go...

Day after day there's a voice deep inside me
Day after day there's the ghost of a lie
Every belief that has come back to find me
Day after day and it follows me blindly
Day after day...

I feel you, you're under my skin
You look in the mirror, you know where I've been
My heart still beats but it's not the same
Don't you know my name?

I'm always there to keep your eyes wide open.

Like a circle of light spinnin' out of control
And I just can't let go...

Day after day there's a voice deep inside me
Day after day there's the ghost of a lie
Every belief that has come back to find me
Day after day and it follows me blindly
Day after day...

Like a circle of light spinnin' out of control
And I just can't let go...

Day after day there's a voice deep inside me
Day after day there's the ghost of a lie
Every belief that has come back to find me
Day after day and it follows me blindly
Day after day...

More like a song.

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But to finish the song....


Day after day

Day after day there's a voice deep inside me

Day after day there's the ghost of a lie

Every belief that has come back to find me

Day after day and it follows me blindly
Day after day.

Here lies Mary Serendipity

For fifteen years she kept her oh wait never mind.

There was an old woman, Beryl.
Who used Dynamite sticks for a thrill.
They found her Vagina, in South Carolina
And bits of her tits in Brazil.

I now nominate my self as Poet Laureate of Dakka.

I knew a sea-farin' lady
Who said her name was Sadie
She had hairs and worts of all sorts
So I banged her
And her sister Katie.

that was a good un Doc ! Moar !!!