Danswell & The Symptoms - How Not To Be A Comedian

Just like laughter it has to end
The lithe cold shallows of the river bend
My own actions I can't defend
As all my memory's start to blend

So from the cradle to the urn
For second chances you cannot yearn
If you're lucky you might just learn
The lessons are the cuts and burns

Now I'm trying to ascend
Backing out of my own dead end
I'm reaching out for a friend
Is there anyone you could recommend?

So from the cradle to the urn
Those worth hurting for you must discern
So don't hold to tight to little birds
And always be kind with your words

So from the cradle to the urn
For second chances you cannot yearn
If you're lucky you might just learn
The lessons are the cuts and burns

So from the cradle to the urn
Those worth hurting for you must discern
So don't hold to tight to little birds
And always be kind with your words

Written by:
Daniel Tanswell

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