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The sharpest thorn prickles my finger
From the painted rose that I found
Drops of blood run down my shirt sleeve
As I realize what I've done
The tainted glare from silver linings
Is the only thing on my mind
All along the band was playing
But I didn't know what song
I feel very ordinary
And the fruit is overly soft
It's almost hypnotizing
It's like I'm staring at a watch