I can´t manage to change the way they want...
My defects are such diamonds i´d bet my wage...
About a hundred mistakes in one week, almost one a page.
Thousands of little errors, there for scaring envy.
And I know them myself so don´t bother to send for me.
Could you conceive I´ve enough faults to fill a nuclear bomb explosion.
I´m a freak wave, an eruption, and on your grassy hill I´m the ghastly errosion.
Maybe here on the other side of the world it´ll be safe...
No there´s no denying i´m an eternal disgrace.
So wrong, messed up big time, wrong time, wrong life, wrong place.
The downside always presents itelf sooner or later.
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