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The Grand Optimist lyrics
I fear I'm dying of complications
Complications due to things that I've left undone
That all my debts will be left unpaid
Feel like a crippled 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 buttons sometimes
And he will escape unscarred
I guess I take after my mother
I used to be quite resilient
Gain no strength from counting the beads on a rosary
Now the wound has begun to turn
Another lesson that has gone unlearned
But this is not a cry for pitty or for sympathy
I guess I take after my mother
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- Track 3 on Little Hell
- 2 Natural Disaster
- 4 Little Hell
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