Mr. Tough Love
I am your savior and foe
I am your consciousness and regret
I am what you have to forego
I am what you must not forget
I can break the thin layer of truth
I can penetrate your soul
I can reach you from any telephone booth
I can see you from the north and south pole
Let me dive into the sky of your eyes
Let me swim in your iris
Let me take on those bad guys
Let me protect you from that virus
In all sickness and health
In every perching white dove
In all of your praise and wealth
In all, it is the sum of my tough love.

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