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♫ Sometimes I feel like a school ♫
♫ Not that I am learning ♫
♫ Not that I am teaching ♫
♫ Sometimes I feel like a nap ♫
♫ Not that I am sleeping ♫
♫ Not that I am snoring ♫
♫ Sometimes I feel like a face ♫
♫ Not that I am smiling ♫
♫ Not that I am looking ♫
♫ Sometimes I feel like a state ♫
♫ Not that I am melting ♫
♫ Not that I am freezing ♫
♫ Sometimes I feel like a floor ♫
♫ Not that I am grounding ♫
♫ Not that I am lifting ♫
♫ Sometimes I feel like a map ♫
♫ Not that I am guiding ♫
♫ Not that I am pointing ♫
♫ Sometimes I feel like a bruise ♫
♫ Not that I am hurting ♫
♫ Not that I am burning ♫
♫ Sometimes I feel like a wall ♫
♫ Not that I am closing ♫
♫ Not that I am framing ♫
♫ Sometimes I feel like a scar ♫
♫ Not that I am bleeding ♫
♫ Not that I am marking ♫
♫ Sometimes I feel like a drop ♫
♫ Not that I am sinking ♫
♫ Not that I am draining ♫
♫ Sometimes I feel like a nose ♫
♫ Not that I am smelling ♫
♫ Not that I am sneezing ♫
♫ Sometimes I feel like a club ♫
♫ Not that I am bonding ♫
♫ Not that I am binding ♫
♫ Sometimes I feel like a frame ♫
♫ Not that I am shaping ♫
♫ Not that I am painting ♫
♫ Sometimes I feel like a flag ♫
♫ Not that I am waving ♫
♫ Not that I am stating ♫
♫ Sometimes I feel like a cure ♫
♫ Not that I am healing ♫
♫ Not that I am helping ♫
♫ Sometimes I feel like a hand ♫
♫ Not that I am touching ♫
♫ Not that I am grabbing ♫
♫ Sometimes I feel like a dam ♫
♫ Not that I am holding ♫
♫ Not that I am storing ♫
♫ Sometimes I feel like a day ♫
♫ Not that I am lasting ♫
♫ Not that I am ending ♫
♫ Sometimes I feel like a drug ♫
♫ Not that I am weakening ♫
♫ Not that I am treating ♫
♫ Sometimes I feel like a song ♫
♫ Not that I am humming ♫
♫ Not that I am singing ♫