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All I need is a bitter song 
To make me better
Much better 
All I need to write is a bitter song 
To make me better
 Much better 





It found me to hold me 
But I don't like it at all 
Won't feed it, 
Won't grow it 
It's folded in my stomach; 
It's not fair,
I found love; 
It made me say that.
Get back, 
You'll never see daylight; 
If I'm not strong it just might.