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

the arches of moonlight and sky
Suddenly to contemplate why

Why, why live a
That's painted with pity and and strife?
Why dream a
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 a lie?

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

Under the arches of and sky
Suddenly easy to 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 painted with and sadness and strife?
Why a dream
That's tainted with and less than it seems?

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

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

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

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