| I watch the clock hands go by, time after time
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| I dream of leaving this place
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| If I could leave the past behind
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| Then I would just fade away, and cease to exist
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| Well, it would cleanse all my pain
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| It’s a shame that I ever lived
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| The devil on my shoulder, he whispers to me
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| And dribbles such a never-ending cacophony
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| Into my ear to blind the joy that tries to reach out to me
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| Such a dulcet suffering, why can’t anyone see?
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| Penance: a lesson in misery
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| You studied my rise as you watched my fall
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| I wrote my love in the cracks of the cracks of the wall
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| You’ll read that «Dying in vain, it was as good as it looked»
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| In a forget-me-not written in the spine of a book
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| I’ve wasted my time falling in love
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| With the thought of falling in love with someone
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| Am I killing time, or killing myself?
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| I think I’m killing myself sometimes, oh
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| Penance: a lesson in misery
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| Penance: a lesson in misery
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| You studied my rise as you watched my fall
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| I wrote my love in the cracks of the cracks of the wall
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| You’ll read that «Dying in vain, it was as good as it looked»
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| In a forget-me-not written in the spine of a book
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| Well, I could never grow trees
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| Still, I planted my seeds
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| Sadly, you will see, eternal sunshine won’t blossom me
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| I am enough to feel happiness and love
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| It’s hard to say out loud, «I deserve to be happy now»
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| Well, I deserve to be happy now
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| You, penance: a lesson in misery
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| Well, I deserve to be happy now |