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Positively Treat Street (Two Minutes’ Enlightenment) (click for MP3 file)

You always laugh at me behind my back.
There's a piece of soul you seem to lack.
It's obvious to me,
That where you want to be,
Is being begged by me to take me back.

Your power trip must thrill you like a drug,
'Cause you're all charged up when you pull the plug.
I guess I expected more,
'Cause when you slammed the door,
You barely even made me want to shrug.

I much more than others always thought you had the right,
To reinvent yourself and then get on with your new life.
This is not assertiveness, it's cowardice's height.
For someone always called a genius, you're just...not too bright.

Now you're getting older and you're weak.
At the end of all your winning streaks.
And you'll never reach the height,
That once thrilled your acolytes,
And failure is the opus you'll achieve.

I much more than others always thought you had the right,
To reinvent yourself and then get on with your new life.
This is not assertiveness, it's cowardice, and what's more,
For someone always called a genius, you turned out to be...such a bore.
Oh, yeah, listen to me snore.
You laughed at me...I'm laughing more!