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The art of suicide, nightgowns and
Curls flying which-way
The too pure to hide, ridges of size
Meant to lover's lies

Under the of moonlight and sky
Suddenly easy to why

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

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

The art of suicide, gritty and
Conveys a scene
Alas, gone she cried, veins displayed
laid

Under the of moonlight and sky
Suddenly easy to why

Why, why live a
That's painted with pity and and strife?
Why a dream
That's tainted with trouble and less it seems?

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

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

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

Life is not like a Sunday
With a second ending where the are disturbed
Well, they be disturbed
Because there's a story that ought to be

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

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