A terrible thought has moved into my mind
A giant rat that's nibbling on my pride
It's tearing away my patience and my wit
I must take proper measures set a trap for it
Sitting in an armchair
with my head between my hands
I wouldn't have to be like this
if you'd only understand
Too many misunderstandings
causing such delay
And if it doesn't work like this
Well, I'll try another way
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