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A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle
He tried to cut me so I'd fit.
I think I realised just in time,
about my old self was hard to find.
You can bathe me in your finest wine,
but I'll never give you mine.
'Cos I'm a little bit tired of fearing that
I'll be the bad fruit nobody buys.
Tell me, did you think we'd all dream the same?
So that I do remember to never go that far,
could you leave me with a scar?
He tried to cut me so I'd fit.
I think I realised just in time,
about my old self was hard to find.
You can bathe me in your finest wine,
but I'll never give you mine.
'Cos I'm a little bit tired of fearing that
I'll be the bad fruit nobody buys.
Tell me, did you think we'd all dream the same?
So that I do remember to never go that far,
could you leave me with a scar?
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