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Easy chairs, electric chairs, such analogies

I've used them al my life, and I still don't believe what I see

Friends come and go and they come but no one comes for me

Because I've advertised for someone special, that's my specialty

Bold adversary, looking for love

But I can't find a true enemy

Everything I try to do

Never is enough

Friends always disappear when it gets rough

Enemies seem to be attracted to my grief

Honest air, in and out like breath

Never have so many lyrics

Express such little lots

So called friends, sit on their asses

It ties me up in knots!!!

Power in a time bomb head

The dangers still unknown

You'll never feel your honesty

Until your thoughts have grown