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A naked man, across the lawn, ghosts of morning walk a carpet of tears, |
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Croquet balls, scattered moons, drowning sorrows on a sea of green. |
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The fairy falls with broken wings; I hold it close to me and then let it fly, |
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Another dream, another you, shattered splintered shards explode in the blue. |
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An open door, an empty drive; no kitchen drama, no final goodbye, |
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You're making it out, it's all my fault; you left to go in search of sympathy. |
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You thrive on grief, on tragedy; |
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You paint the pictures you want them to see. |
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I'm just a dark star, inhabiting a silent void, |
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Spinning in the darkness, orbiting a universe, |
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I want to be a meteor, want to travel at the speed of light, |
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Another dead star, silhouette against a pale moon, |
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I want to crash into another world. |
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That's how it was, |
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or how you saw it, |
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You never talked, |
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you never listened, |
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I beg to differ, |
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I choose to disagree, |
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You wanted out, |
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I couldn't take it, |
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You got no balls, |
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don't you know it, |
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That's my opinion |
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you're making that clear |
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It's an end, |
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this thing is over, |
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You led me on, |
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tin pot poet, |
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I write the words down that you don't want to see. |
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I'm just a dark star, inhabiting a silent void, |
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Spinning in the darkness, orbiting a universe, |
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I want to be a meteor, want to travel at the speed of light, |
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Another dead star, silhouette against a pale moon, |
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I'm in another world. |
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It ain't easy, it was never going to be, it ain't no free ride, |
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You don't get my sympathy, |
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You should have realized you had to compromise, |
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It ain't easy, it was never going to be easy. |