The Allstonians
pleasing malady
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There's a contradiction deep in my heart
Some days it wins some days it loses
But try as I might it's a constant reminder
I spin this malady around again
Each day I free it from my pen
On the good days it invites me inside
We have a beer, forget our fears
We jam all night long and miss work in the morning
So I've found a way to even it out
I take the joy, ignore the hatred
My malady grows ever pleasing each moment
I spin this malady around again
Each day I free it from it's pen