| The drama, detention, suspension of disbelief
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| The constant attention offers you no relief
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| Your pain is not special, sentence is soaked in deceit
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| It’s inconsequential and you sing so sweetly
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| We all hurt the same
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| Convince them completely
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| The fires you light rise straight to the heavens
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| She said to me Darling well please don’t be so naive
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| You could burn like a constellation
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| But don’t go before I leave
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| You’re poised and you’re perfect, face of the fallen destroyed
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| Call out and curse it and everything else you avoid
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| Your comets burn brighter but you still feel the sting
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| They lift up their lighters and sing so sweetly
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| We all hurt the same
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| Can never defeat me The words you sing rain down like the heavens
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| She said to me Darling well please don’t be so naive
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| You could burn like a constellation
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| But don’t go before I leave
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| You can fool yourself
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| And maybe someone else like me And if you’re anyone’s salvation
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| Then there’s nothing left for me She said to me Darling well please don’t be so naive
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| You could burn like a constellation
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| But don’t go before I leave
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| You can fool yourself
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| And maybe someone else like me And if you’re anyone’s salvation
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| Then there’s nothing left for me The fires you light rise straight to the heavens |