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there's every sign, that every mind must bear a little frustration, when souls collide, we're all bound to meet sometime, if you were my only problem, then i couldn't confuse you with the solution, so pretty, soul pity, i think i better ease back, and let the demons slide, there's a season ahead, a celebration of life, there's a season ahead, of celebration and rhyme, the seams are getting frayed, feels like something's ready to break, the seams are getting frayed, feels like something's ready to break, so pretty soul pity, so pretty soul pity, and that just a little light, and it's creeping in