i'm gonna get fat off of cake

that everyone keeps baking me

you said you never had a chance

years ago, he asked you first

and i guess we never had a chance

don't have a chance

i see a tree stump oozing thickness

weeping for the leaves and branches

all this useless sap flowing

toward what's lost

or where it would have been

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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