[00:49.02]This is my favourite sad story,
[00:54.14]Forget me not or I'll forget myself
[00:58.17]I've got quite a few things that I'm afraid of
[01:02.25]Sometimes I just can't face myself
[01:07.45]This is my favorite sad story,
[01:17.58]Forget me not or I'll forget myself.
[01:21.62]I guess I'll tuck myself away tonight,
[01:26.00]You know it's been one of those days.
[01:30.18]Every pretty flower,
[01:36.17]Every lovely flower,
[01:40.63]Every deadly flower
[01:44.96]Hides its light inside of shame.
[01:48.99]I do not know why you don't know,
[01:54.78]I cannot reap what you have sown
[01:57.50]Beneath this blanket of loose soil,
[02:00.22]Wrapped around my mortal coil.
[02:04.35]
[02:12.84]Well a stem is not a rose,
[02:16.36]But that's how my garden grows.
[02:21.07]I can't see the forest for the trees,
[02:25.64]The stinking poison for disease
[02:29.89]Now it's all shot to hell and back again.
[02:35.68]I seek redemption for the
[02:40.21]Same old sins and I fall on my knees,
[02:45.51]And I pray that all the poppies they
[02:53.32]They will just fade away.
[02:57.90]But fields of poppies they remain.
[03:02.39]That's how they found me last time, dead
[03:16.84]
[03:21.06]This is my favorite sad story,
[03:25.80]Forget me not or I'll forget myself.
[03:29.59]I've got quite a few things that I'm afraid of,
[03:33.98]Sometimes I just won't face myself.
[03:38.50]This is my favorite sad story,
[03:48.41]Forget me not or I'll forget myself
[03:52.29]I guess I'll just tuck myself away tonight
[03:56.19]You know its been one of those days.
[04:00.19]Every pretty flower,
[04:05.94]Every lovely flower,
[04:10.66]Every deadly flower,
[04:14.79]Hides its light inside of shame.
[04:19.99]I do not know why you don't know,
[04:24.55]I cannot reap what you have sown,
[04:27.27]Beneath this blanket of loose soil,
[04:30.07]Wrapped around my mortal coil.
[04:34.08]
[04:42.79]Irises lay in spring mud,
[04:47.38]Where lovers drown each other's sorrows,
[04:51.46]Where lovers dream about tomorrows.
[04:56.60]As for me I drown another kind as
[05:06.04]Sadness runs course through my veins.
[05:09.42]Posie wreaths they crown me.
[05:13.85]My heart, My heart
[05:17.83]
[05:25.02]I should just fade away, fade away
[05:43.09]Like a flower...
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