Fiona AppleBetter Version Of Me

The nickel dropped When I was on My way beyond The rubicon What did I do And the games that I could handle None are ones worth a candle What should I do I'm a frightened, fickle person Fighting, cryin', kickin', cursin' What should I do Oooh, after all the folding, rolling, hauling over cold stops What will I do Can't take a good day without a bad one Don't feel just to smile until I had one Where did I learn I make a fuss about a little thing Rhyme is losing to the riddling Where's the turn I don't want a home I grow when that home is Where my habits have a habitat Why give it term Oooh, after all the folding, rolling, hauling over cold stops What did I learn I am likely to miss the main event If I stop to cry and complain again So I will keep a deliberate pace Let the damn breeze dry my face Ooooh mister wait until you see What I'm gonna be I've got a plan, a demand and it just began And if you're right, you'll agree Here's coming a better version of me Here it comes a better version of me Here it comes a better version of me
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