I am not a stranger to the games you play.
These blue eyes can see through you
And won't meet you halfway.
A damsel's pile of rocks to move could be a hero's climb.
My dance card does not fill with fools,
So please don't waste my time.
In the morning, in the morning, when you rise.
Will you be the swatter
Will you be the fly?
You can fly.
I am not an expert but I must voice concerns
Befriend yourself a pyro
You will third-degree your burns.
Don't forget the danger with thinking you can save
All the crumbling leaves, bombing off a burning branch.
In the morning, in the morning, when you rise.
Will you be the swatter
Will you be the fly?
Can't take your pride.
Can't waste your time.
Can't take your pride.
Can't waste your time.
In the morning, in the morning, when you rise.
Will you be the swatter
Will you be the fly?
In the morning, in the morning, when I rise.
Will you be the swatter
Will you be the fly?
You can waste my time.

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