almost a year since i fell from the wheelchair
into your care and i remember how you pick me up
like you did with that , corree cup and spin me araound
like teacup , it wore like apart out of Cheer but no beers
how you slide in like an ambulance when i fell
and i wore like pretty sure i dancing with the devil
but no demons would take me out of here , my dear
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