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Monday morning she feel onto her head she must have fell out in the middle of the night from her yellow flowered bed tuesday was a blue day, but all she saw was red she was easily over on the sunny side i wish that she was dead
wednesday never ending day time stood still her forehead pressed she watched the grass grow from her bedroom window sill someday some way little miss cup half empty is gonna find a way someday some way little miss cup half empty is gonna find a way
thursday was her day she landed on her feet turning her cup upside down Little part of the world complete some day, some way little miss cup half empty's gonna find a way some day, some way little miss cup half empty's gonna find a way some day, some way little miss cup half empty's gonna find a way some day, some way little miss cup half empty's gonna find a way gonna find a way
All the years combined she never new the way she landed on her feet the fears her mind everything was so brand new the way she landed on her feet
Sunday morning she fell onto the bed she couldn't believe all the things she had seen and the pictures in her head
some day, some way little miss cup half empty's gonna find a way some day, some way little miss cup half empty's gonna find a way some day, some way little miss cup half empty's gonna find a way some day, some way little miss cup half empty's gonna find a way gonna find a way gonna find a way gonna find a way
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