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The art of suicide, nightgowns and
Curls flying every
The fate too pure to hide, bridges of
Meant to conceal lover's

Under the of moonlight and sky
Suddenly easy to why

Why, why a life
That's with pity and sadness and strife?
Why a dream
That's tainted with and less than it seems?

Why bothering
Just for a poem or another sad song to
Why a lie? Why live a lie?

The art of suicide,pretty and
Conveys a scene
Alas, I've gone she cried, displayed
Melodramatically

the arches of moonlight and sky
Suddenly to contemplate why

Why, why a life
That's painted pity and sadness and strife?
Why a dream
That's tainted with trouble and less than it

Why bothering
Just for a poem or another sad to sing?
Why live a lie? Why a lie?

Why a life
That's with pity and sadness and strife?
Why dream a
That's tainted with and less than it seems?

Why bother
for a poem or another sad song to sing?
Why live a lie? Why live a
Why a lie? Why live a lie?

Life is not a gloomy Sunday
With a second where the people are disturbed
Well, they should be
Because there's a story that to be heard

Life is not like a Sunday
With a second ending where the people are
Well, should be disturbed
Because there's a lesson that really to be learned

The world is full of poets, we need any more
The world is full of singers, we don't need any
The world is full of lovers, we don't any more