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Well the moths have been fed, and the pirates pirated Are things I left undone, as every day rolls on I lose them At least your pressure to confusion Was it something I read that's been doing in my head What gives me palpitations, the implication of delusion Or at least a problem of execution So baby, claim that I'm not playing a role Well maybe I'll play for someone else, sir Your babies claim that it's a game for gold Well, that's not the same as a claim for weath, sir That's not wealth, sir And at the moment, I'm trying to just find my beginner's mind, ah! Letras de canciones When the cop finally came, I was reading up on quit claims So I had to think about it, as I begun to doubt it mattered Nah, I'm so sick of feeling battered 'Coz we're not trying to change when you tell me that I change and when I try not to change, well then you tell me that I do change And there's not much I can change about that, sir So baby blame it on what you been told, go blow that blame around Pell Mell, sir If I'm ashamed of what I bought or sold, I got no one to blame but myself, sir I'm to blame for my own bad health, sir And at the moment, I'm trying to just find my beginner's mind, ah! So do another year down the row, and that's not something I could help, sir But if you tell me that I'm getting old, you better take a good look at yourself, sir Yeah, take a look at yourself, sir Coz at the moment, I'm trying to just find some beginner's mind, ah! From Letras Mania