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    Clap hands daddy comes
    With a pocketful of plums
    Don't cry
    Most days I'm ok
    Come steal my heart

    How I wish everything was simple
    How I wish
    Everything didn't end in lies
    How I wish
    I could just keep turning back time
    How I wish I could be more like me
    When I didn't have to worry about myself
    How I wish
    I could just keep turning back time

    Forgive me if I cannot try any harder
    You make it seem like everything
    I do means nothing at all
    As complications
    go this can't get any sweeter
    Don't Cry

    Clap hands, daddy comes
    With a pocketful of plums
    Don't Cry
    Flashback, twisted up
    I'm so close to giving up
    Don't Cry

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    Right now I am complicated
    Right now I am giving this heart away
    How I wish
    I could just keep turning back time
    Right now I'm the walking wounded
    Mind set on getting out alive
    How I wish
    I could just keep turning back time

    Forgive me
    If I cannot try any harder
    You make it seem like everything
    I do means nothing at all
    As complications
    Go this can't get any sweeter
    Don't cry

    Clap hands, daddy comes
    With a pocketful of plums
    Don't cry
    Flashback, twisted up
    I'm so close to giving up
    Don't cry

    I should just let go
    I should just let go

    Forgive me
    If I cannot try any harder
    You make it seem
    Like everything
    I do means nothing at all
    As complications
    Go this can't get any sweeter
    Don't cry

    Clap hands, daddy comes
    With a pocketful of plums
    Don't cry
    Flashback, twisted up
    I'm so close to giving up
    Don't cry

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    Composition: Olivia Broadfield

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