| Her mother said if she couldn’t love
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| The physical way a woman should
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| Then where else could she go?
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| Where the sisters and the fathers can’t save her soul
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| Send them in, see them on
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| She can’t find a lover, she’ll fashion one
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| Imaginary men
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| Like the burned out poets in the hinterland
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| The Phoenix says
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| The Double says
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| The serpent says
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| The siren says
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| Why use the word, when the word it means to believe?
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| Why use the word, when the word it means to believe?
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| Why?
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| The hourglass sees what shelf life does
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| She asked, exactly tell me
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| «What is love but grieving life alone?»
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| Just the words from prophets and religious shows
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| Imagine hurt, imagine tears
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| She opened up until she disappeared
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| Vanished, hand-in-hand
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| With all the long-lost children locked in Neverland
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| The Phoenix says
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| The Double says
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| The serpent says
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| The siren says
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| Why use the word, when the word it means to believe?
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| Why use the word, when the word it means to believe?
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| The Phoenix says
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| The Double says
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| The serpent says
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| The siren says
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| Oh, the Phoenix says
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| (Burn for me)
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| The Double says
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| (Lie for me)
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| The serpent says
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| (Beg for me)
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| The siren says
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| (Die for me)
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| Oh, the Phoenix says
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| (Burn for me)
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| The Double says
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| (Lie for me)
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| The serpent says
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| (Beg for me)
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| The siren says
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| (Die for me) |