Lletres: Piebald. When Life Hands You Lemons. One Hundred Percent Good.

you won't tell anyone you're lousy with secret
spoke my eye out I'll lost me left side you can
flip me over like a record or a turtle which ever
you prefer one way I'll keep spinning the other
I'll die in the sun her sad crush to an ugly boy
like me when you run I just walk fast you can be
the big shot just don't shoot yourself let me put
this away and I'll come complain with you I
remember them standing in the circle