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I feel really good about life even though I'm not doing much.
I play the piano and sing my heart out for hours.
No one hears except the neighbors and sometimes I hear whistles and claps.
Sometimes I notice the old man who sits in his lawn chair out on the balcony listening to me play Chopin.
Sometimes I smoke blunts with my black neighbors and they call me Alicia Keys.
Sometimes I feel good that these people are the only ones hearing me. I play real good for free.
But uh oh, I've befriended the wrong drug addict this time. He needs to stop calling me because parasites are running all over his body and asking me to get him medicine in Mexico.
Once again I put myself out on a limb and try to help the helpless. Can't let go because they're humans and all humans deserve a second, third, fourth, fifth chance....
Time to say goodbye, for a little while.
I play the piano and sing my heart out for hours.
No one hears except the neighbors and sometimes I hear whistles and claps.
Sometimes I notice the old man who sits in his lawn chair out on the balcony listening to me play Chopin.
Sometimes I smoke blunts with my black neighbors and they call me Alicia Keys.
Sometimes I feel good that these people are the only ones hearing me. I play real good for free.
But uh oh, I've befriended the wrong drug addict this time. He needs to stop calling me because parasites are running all over his body and asking me to get him medicine in Mexico.
Once again I put myself out on a limb and try to help the helpless. Can't let go because they're humans and all humans deserve a second, third, fourth, fifth chance....
Time to say goodbye, for a little while.