The negative balance
racking up higher
I’m feeling the constriction of
the rose and the briar
I’m blaming it on you
I’m blaming it on me
I’m blaming it on everything
on what’s to come and what’s to be
It’s written in black
but my mind is red
I’m falling far behind
but I’m trying to get ahead
but the final analysis
it hits me where I live
frustrated by the specter
of the negative
You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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