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All the world's a stage |
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and all can play their part |
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Words to live by, that's what she said |
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Things were good then |
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She was like money in the bank |
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That's exactly the words that she used |
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And she was talented |
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Dying for her art |
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She was a number two |
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who never got the part |
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And now everything |
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Everything is wrong |
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Everything is wrong |
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He painted for years |
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and then he painted her |
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World alive, colors living |
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And when she left |
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he snuck over and painted her apartment |
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The morning light is so unforgiving |
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And he was the next Van Gogh |
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cutting of his ear |
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He wanted to show up |
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but could only disappear |
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And now everything |
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Everything is wrong |
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Everything is wrong |
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And he was the next Van Gogh |
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cutting of his ear |
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He wanted to show up |
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but could only disappear |
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And now everything |
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Everything is wrong |
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Oh yeah, everything |
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Everything is wrong |
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Oh yes, everything |
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Everything is wrong |
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Everything is wrong |
