better get your broom, boy
i've got a lot of pieces around
it might seem like a chore, boy
to sweep me up off the ground
no one's ever defeated the mess that is me
most just try, get discouraged, then just let me be
i'm trying to warn you now, boy
i'm a big, chaotic mess
better run for the hills, boy
it's better for you, i confess
i'm like an untamed lion with a broken heart
a piece of meat to a starving dog, left to be torn apart
don't worry about hurting me, boy
i'm as tough as it gets
you can't scratch a diamond, boy
let's do this with no regrets
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