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Mew

They are useless hangup cures
All except that drink of yours

No one to leave the light on
To help you choose the right song
I try to write but it's wrong
Nothing feels right with you gone

Over hedges high
Climbs a smiling spy
And now you shift your shoelace
And wipe the crumbs off your face
No one should get what you got
Nothing should end where you start