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So, you say you long for escape |
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I thought you liked being mothered |
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You sit around in your depressing gown waiting to be discovered |
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But discovered as what? |
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A diplomat or a despot |
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You seem pretty sure of yourself |
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I'm pretty sure that you're not |
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You swirl like a bucket of steam in a dusty room |
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You stay up 'til all hours wiating for your wallflowers to bloom |
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Browsing through the digital aisles |
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You're all smiles through the turnstiles |
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Spend every penny you've got from the comfort of your kitchen |
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You dream with eyes open wide |
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You drowsy delinquent |
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You've got a sadness inside but a laugh that's like liquid |
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You swirl like a bucket of steam in a dusty room |
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You stay up 'til all hours wiating for your wallflowers to bloom |
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The fixed look of hate on your face is erasable |
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All isn't lost and what is, is replaceable |
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You swirl like a bucket of steam in a dusty room |
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You stay up 'til all hours wiating for your wallflowers (to bloom) |
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