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Farewell, heartless world
I'll send you a postcard burnt In the flames you've tried so hard to extinguish With the fear of failing I'll write down everything I have learned And edit it down to a single word: "Love" For you, I'm waiting; anticipating Sparks will fly Beneath the Luna alight Lazarus at Frankenstein's Babe, I'll be a flatliner for a heart-killer A little we die Above the lesser light For you, I'm open wide Babe, I'll be a flatliner for a heart-killer Top hats off to the return Of the beat to lick a wound to Cursed for some and blessed for a few It doesn't have to make any sense at all Come hither and we'll fall In love, for love I'm crawling out of patience, baby Paint all your sorrow for me to sing Draw your pain and hear me hum it out |
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