Anecdote for the Common Cold

I've been coughing for a week too long.
I'm dreaming things that can't be drummed.
Everyone is sealed in gold.
Tell me now, am I alone?

Everything is fine, you will be alright.
We will find the anecdote for you.

I'm feeling sick for reasons unsaid.
Make it clear what's wrong with my head.
The art of feeling fine is through.
I can no longer talk to you.

Everything is fine, you will be alright.
We will find the anecdote for you.

Everything is fine, you will be alright.
We will find the anecdote for you.

We will find the anecdote for you.



Credits
Writer(s): Frank Dibiase, Mike Fisher
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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