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Am I making up a breakdown
For the art that is a symptom
Breeding problems like rats
For the bounty their tails fetch
Parading my damage
A perfectly cultivated wreck
And all the voices begging
âLet us have our beauty
Sing no more of tragedy
All your crisesâ
There is real danger in this
Because I canât gain without risk
I am queen of such fertile ground
I canât keep all the weeds out
There is no way to keep it safe but I will harvest anyway
And all the voices begging
âLet us have our beauty
Sing no more of tragedy
Or your crisesâ
And all the gods are saying
âWe donât require an offering
We just want you to sing
Weâve had enough of martyrdom
You can keep your head on
Now we need you to be strongâ
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