| The writing’s not on the wall, it’s on the mirror
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| Yeah
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| Payment in the form of looking good
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| For your monthly subscription to womanhood
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| In pounds you’ve shed, strangers you’ve given head
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| Article tips you’ve read
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| How to please your man in bed
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| How to find your perfect shade of red
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| How to get him out of your head when he finds somebody better than you’ll ever
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| be
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| It never means anything
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| Living on skull island, trapped in a ribcage
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| Bone idol, hoping for a clean break
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| Wish there was a key for these bones for this home for these bones for this
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| home for these bones
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| I wish there was a key for these bones for this home for these bones
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| This vessel is so stressful
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| The maintenance is heavy and the mileage immeasurable
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| I’ve seen others with the same model
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| Struggling to cope, everybody with the opposite
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| Can’t wait to have a go
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| I would give you mine but it’s all I’ve got
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| And if I try to leave it then I’ll be forever gone
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| I wish there was a key for this home for these bones for this home
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| I wish there was a key for this home for these bones for this home
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| I’ve been looking for a skeleton key
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| Melancholy me
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| I’ve been looking for a skeleton key
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| Melancholy me
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| The writing’s not on the wall, it’s on the mirror
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| Oh, the writing’s not on the wall, it’s on the mirror
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| Melancholy me
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| I’ve got a reason for this treason against myself
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| It ain’t easy when you’re treated according to your shell
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| Always been a believer that the body is a glove
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| But the hand is who I really am, the soul you can’t touch
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| Wise words from my mother
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| Living on skull island, trapped in a ribcage
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| Bone idol, hoping for a clean break
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| Wish there was a key for these bones for this home for these bones for this
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| home for these bones
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| I wish there was a key for these bones for this home for these bones
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| I’ve been looking for a skeleton key
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| Melancholy me
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| I’ve been looking for a skeleton key
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| Melancholy me
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| The writing’s not on the wall, it’s on the mirror
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| The writing’s not on the wall, it’s on the mirror
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| Melancholy me
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| I can’t live in this world, I can’t live with myself
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| Is there another land I can go to?
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| Any other land will do
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| Insecurity feeds wealth
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| Can’t live with this world, can’t live with myself
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| I can’t live in this world, I can’t live with myself
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| Is there another land I can go to?
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| Any other land will do
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| Away from industries that breathe wealth
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| But saying you need help to live in yourself
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| I’ve been looking for a skeleton key
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| Melancholy me
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| I’ve been looking for a skeleton key
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| Melancholy me
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| The writing’s not on the wall, it’s on the mirror
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| Oh, the writing’s not on the wall, it’s on the mirror
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| Melancholy me
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| The writing’s not on the wall, it’s on the mirror
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| Oh, the writing’s not on the wall, it’s on the mirror
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| Melancholy me
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| The writing’s not on the wall, it’s on the mirror, oh
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| The writing’s not on the wall, it’s on the mirror |