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The art of suicide, nightgowns and
Curls every which-way
The fate too to hide, ridges of size
Meant to conceal lover's

Under the arches of and sky
Suddenly to contemplate why

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

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

The art of suicide, gritty and
a theatrical scene
Alas, I've gone she cried, veins
laid

Under the arches of and sky
easy to contemplate why

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

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

Why live a
That's painted with pity and sadness and
Why a dream
That's tainted with trouble and less than it

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

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

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

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