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There's a care package on hold and someone waiting for you
I'd be afraid to let him in as well
if I didn't know what he was going to do

What more could I possibly say that wouldn't likely offend?
What words can I amend?

I can promise you
Not to be so cruel
To avoid a meltdown
I will keep you nice and cool

Open up your gift and take a look inside
What you don't expect you shouldn't take too hard
You don't have to hide
It's not like somebody died

I will promise you
The world will be so cruel
You're nothing special it turns out we all get crippled to death

Some seem sure I don't know what to believe in
While they cast some truth aside
Like there's something wrong with meeting of the minds
I'll slide in because I know you need me to rely on
So there is no fall from grace
I'll shoot while you get triggered to death
No one is handing out first place
There is no safe space

I can promise you
If you want the truth
Return to sender
I could use a laugh from you