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What I'd ask my fair Is to sort this world out So to get rid of you From this pity my self hold out What I'd your gald is To give you wisdom So to understand What the hell's going on with you, morals beware of your creation In what life my dreams are sinking Said you care but you've never meant it In what dream myl ife's sinking Said you see but you've never seen it Strange aeons Are what I'm living in What's bright fancy white It's what everyone believes in Strange love It's what you do feel I'd rather hate my self Than feeling the way you feel, morals beware of your creation
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