| Roses in my hair
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| Roses in the yard
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| I can see the people in their places on the lawn
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| Dazzling in white
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| Blindingly alone
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| In and out of strangers I am floating like a ghost
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| Then ooh ooh ooh
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| Suddenly I’m dissociating
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| Then ooh ooh ooh
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| Out of body, out of mind
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| Out of mind, oh no—
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| And I I I
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| Am done with my perfect
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| Done with my perfect lies
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| And I I I
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| Am done with the perfect
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| Am one with the perfect bride
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| Fizzing through my blood
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| Trying to fight it down
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| Paralyzed and lidded I am mumbling the sounds
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| I can feel the boil
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| Poison chemicals
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| Buzzing in my body trying to wrestle for control
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| Then ooh ooh ooh
|
| Suddenly I’m dissociating
|
| Then ooh ooh ooh
|
| Out of body, out of mind
|
| Out of mind, oh no—
|
| And I I I
|
| Am done with my perfect
|
| Done with my perfect lies
|
| And I I I
|
| Am done with the perfect
|
| Am one with the perfect bride
|
| Da-du-dah-da da-da-da-da
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| Da-du-dah-da da
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| Da-du-dah-da da-da-da-da
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| Da-du-dah-da da
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| Da-du-dah-da da-da-da-da
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| Da-du-dah-da da
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| Roses in my hair
|
| Dazzling in white
|
| Dress me up in ribbons just to wake under the knife
|
| Then ooh ooh ooh
|
| Suddenly I’m dissociating
|
| Then ooh ooh ooh
|
| Out of body, out of mind
|
| Out of mind, oh no—
|
| And I I I
|
| Am done with my perfect
|
| Done with my perfect lies
|
| And I I I
|
| Am done with the perfect
|
| Am one with the perfect bride
|
| Da-du-dah-da da-da-da-da
|
| Da-du-dah-da da
|
| Da-du-dah-da da-da-da-da
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| Da-du-dah-da da
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| Da-du-dah-da da-da-da-da
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| Da-du-dah-da da |