| I had a fever to empty your closet
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| I didn’t think it would be that hard
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| You get to do what you want now
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| Though we’ll always have to do it apart
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| I’m gonna scream 100 000 words
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| Now that your fever is long gone
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| Your wishes I couldn’t tell, see
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| I don’t hear you talking but pretending
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| Ain’t that enough courtesy laughs
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| I read my future in a fortune cookie
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| Without any safety procedure in mind
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| All of your things in the main hall
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| You told me to get rid of them, so Sold an ugly necklace uptown
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| I found out it was egyptian
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| I tied up your letters
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| Burried them all with delectation
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| Ain’t that enough courtesy laughs
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| I hate that kind of wrong affection
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| I ain’t ready to talk at all
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| It’s all lies, misunderstandings
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| I’m all alone in the main hall
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| I’m gonna read every novel you read
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| I’m gonna learn what’s egyptian
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| Pretend not to talk too much too
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| Sacrifice all of my agenda
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| I had a fever to empty your closet
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| I didn’t think it would be that hard
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| You get to do what you want now
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| Though we’ll always have to do it apart
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| I hate that kind of wrong affection
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| I ain’t ready to talk at all
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| It’s all lies, misunderstandings
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| I’m all alone in the main hall |