If you clean up the rust
And wipe off the dust,
I just might shine again.
But not today.
If you throw out the drugs
And mop up the blood,
I just might live again.
But not today.
If you open my veins
And cause me some pain
I just might feel again.
But not today.
If you unload the gun
And let in the sun
I just might breathe again.
But not today.
Look me in the eye.
Just lay down and die.
You've made me smile again.
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