Persacutrix there’s no quick fix
can you hear it
on my dime a verbal climb
a verbal spirit
It’s literal just like a bell
that tolls for thee
She takes her picks the persacutrix
shows for free
The regular just raise the bar
I’m reaching for glory
Who strives to grasp but fails to clasp
the truth of the story
The pin drops my heart stops
and skips a beat
someday the thing won’t start again
won’t that be neat
You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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