You seem to find the dark when everything is bright.
You look for all that's wrong instead of all that's right.
Does it feel good to you to rain on my parade?
You never say a word unless it's to complain.
It's driving me insane.
If I were you, holding the world right in my hands,
the first thing I'd do is thank the stars for all that I have.
If I were you.
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