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'The Essence of Things' by
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"I happened and you are the way you are because I did."
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I am a cigarette whose burdens are finite,
Finding faith in formal evening attire.
Give me your tired, give me your poor huddled masses;
Light me up, lighten up, let me light up the lie.
I am a Christmas light with low self-esteem;
String me up, tie that noose 'round your fake plastic tree,
Plug me in and let the bottom drop out.
Dripping blood, drink it up, drink in honor of me.
I am a memory who's jerking you back
From your dreams, from the cusp of sleep.
So toss and turn, so delight in the fact
That you are who you are because of me.
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The guitar is a little too loud for the voice, which is too bad because this is almost perfect. Good lyrics, nice performance and cute ending. You should quit smoking.
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