low - death of a salesman lyrics
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so i took my guitar
and i threw down some chords
and some words i could sing without shame
and i soon had a song
i played it around
for some friends but they all said the same
they said music’s for fools
you should go back to school
the future is prisms and math
so i did what they said
now my children are fed
’cause they pay me to do what i’m asked
i forgot all my songs
the words now are wrong
and i burned my guitar in a rage
but the fire came to rest
in your white velvet breast
so somehow i just know that it’s safe
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