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I fear I'm dying from complications,
Complications due to things that I've left undone
That all my debts will be left unpaid,
Feel like a cripple without a cane
I'm like a jack of all trades
Who's a master of none
Then there's my father
He's always looking on the bright side
Saying things like “Son, life just ain't that hard”
He is the grand optimist, I am the world's poor pessimist
You give him burden sometimes and he will escape unscarred
Complications due to things that I've left undone
That all my debts will be left unpaid,
Feel like a cripple without a cane
I'm like a jack of all trades
Who's a master of none
Then there's my father
He's always looking on the bright side
Saying things like “Son, life just ain't that hard”
He is the grand optimist, I am the world's poor pessimist
You give him burden sometimes and he will escape unscarred
I guess I take after my mother
I guess I take after my mother
But I used to be quite resilient,
Gain no strength from counting the beads on a rosary
And now the wound has begun to turn,
Another lesson that has gone unlearned
But this is not a cry for pity or for sympathy
I guess I take after my mother
I guess I take after my mother
I guess I take after my mother
I guess I take after my mother
I guess I take after my mother
But I used to be quite resilient,
Gain no strength from counting the beads on a rosary
And now the wound has begun to turn,
Another lesson that has gone unlearned
But this is not a cry for pity or for sympathy
I guess I take after my mother
I guess I take after my mother
I guess I take after my mother
I guess I take after my mother
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