It@s tricky when
You feel someone
Has done something
On your behalf
It@s slippery when
Your sense of justice
Murmurs underneath
And you@re asking yourself:
How am I going to make it right?
How am I going to make it right?
With a palmful of stars
I shake them like dice
Repeatedly
I throw them on the table
Repeatedly
I shake them like dice
I throw them on the table
Repeatedly
Until the desired constellation appears
How am I going to make it right?
How am I going to make it right?
How am I going to make it right?
Until you hear how am I going to make it right?
How am I going to make it right?
How am I going to make it right?
How am I going to make it right?
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