Anecdote for the Common Cold

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

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?
Show apathy or no remorse.
Happathy is the chosen course.
Stomp and shout about the day.
"Bad karma has blanketed me."

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

Give me liberty or give me death.
It's sad I chose the latter instead.
Unbeknownst to all my friends,
I will not say goodbye to them.
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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