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Well, would you look at that

The world’s no longer flat

I know where the door is

And I can breathe

And heavens to Betsy

I am still free

I’m not trapped in an elevator 

Falling down

With my mother

And PTL

I’m not burning in hell

Surrounded by 

The ones I love 

Who don’t recognize me

And hallelujah

I’m not in Florida

Where I moved somehow sometime

But don’t remember

Oh my god

There’s no applause

Because I’m back in school 

In front of the class

Naked

Shitting the floor

Would you look at that

Heavens to Betsy

PTL

Hallelujah 

Oh my god

It’s morning already