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 I couldn't help it, yes, I let it get in 
The helpless optimism of spring 
Worn out and tired and my heart never tired 
And the world bent double from weeping 
And yet, the birds begin to sing 
Ooh, ooh, oh... 
Daffodil 
Daffodil. 
I'm not bad, I'm not good 
I drank every scar that I could 
Made myself mythical, tried to be real 
Saw the future in the face of a. 
Daffodil 
Daffodil 
Daffodil 
Daffodil. 
You practice resurrection every night 
Raising the dead under the moonlight 
And in the gloaming, I start to cry 
You're a perfect pearl hung in the sky. 
There is no bad, there is no good 
I drank all the blood that I could 
Made myself mythical, tried to be real 
Saw the future in the face of a. 
Daffodil 
Daffodil 
Daffodil 
Daffodil. 
English sun, she has come 
To kiss my face and tell me I'm that chosen one 
A generation soaked in grief 
We're drying out and hanging on by the skin of our teeth 
I never thought it would get this far 
This somewhat drunken joke 
Sometimes I see so much beauty 
I don't think that I can cope. 
There is no bad, there is no good 
I drank every scar that I could 
Made myself mythical, tried to be real 
Saw the future in the face of a. 
Daffodil 
Daffodil 
Daffodil 
Daffodil. 
 
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