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Crooked days come bundled up in bunches
They break your brain like a branch
And push you out here asking after for something
you should know I donât have
If I had it you wouldnât have to ask
If I had it you wouldnât have to ask
Later on when you bargain with your mirror
and you ask is it really that bad
If it wasnât you wouldnât have to ask
If it wasnât you wouldnât have to ask
How could you know if you didnât?
Whatâs left to say when your tongueâs turned to ash?
Well I tell you youâre finally forgiven
So you wouldnât have to ask
Shoot whatâs left, slip inside your sinner smile
Another man in a mask
If you faced it you wouldnât need a mask
If you meant it you wouldnât need a mask
If I could fix you you wouldnât have to ask
If I could help you you wouldnât have to ask