My mind is up for rent
But I can't find a taker
My offer's in descent
From being an art-maker
I wish it were not true
My mind is up for rent
But see the wind, it blew
Apart my woven tent
My life is warped and bent
Because you won't accept
My mind is up for rent
My value down has crept
My value is destroyed
I am not worth a cent
I cannot be employed
My mind is up for rent
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