A Toast

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By Cutie In A Death Cab

All the minutes I've spent Wishing I could change All the dreams I've dreamt But thought were out of range All the hopes I've had And all the goals I've made Sit idle and covered with dust Just waiting to fade Here's to the life I'll someday lead Here's to the heart that will not bleed On my way On my way On my way to perfection Taking my head in my hands I'll shake the cobwebs out I'll screw my head on straighter And slap off my pathetic pout No more feeling sorry For me, I'm done with that All my miserable thoughts I'll let grow stale and flat Here's to the life I'll someday lead Here's to the heart that will not bleed On my way On my way On my way to perfection No more sleeping all day long No more writing only rainy songs No more pillows covering my head When instead I should get out of bed Here's to me, for new-times sake Here's to no more sore heartache On my way On my way On my way to perfection

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