AIN'T IT PECULIAR
Ain’t it peculiar
The things you do
Ain’t it peculiar
I’m just like you.
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That shiny life God served up
On a silver platter
We rip apart with both hands
As if nothing mattered.
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And that’s peculiar.
You think you’re mental
Nobody acts this way
You think you’re mental
Just nobody will say.
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Such behavior
Among humans
Has been observed mainly
In the insane.
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It’s a mental problem
You got that right
We keep going back
Without a fight.
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The peculiar mental twist
Tells our body what to do
When it needs the juice
It squeezes poison fruit
The only cure I’ve found
Is a daily reprieve
Through a power
Greater than me.
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