Wretched, look at me, I've lost it, melting on the table
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In parking lots and markets
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I cant help it, I love you like a starfish loves the salty water
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Like a selfish daughter
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Yet I wrote the words to the swan song
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The author of the wrong
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And I said what I said and I meant it
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But now I regret it
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Foolish, how was I so careless
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Pawning off my treasure, the envy of an heiress
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Now my dollars are crumbled in my pocket
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How can I reclaim it?
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What if someone's got it?
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When I wrote the words to the swan song
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The author of the wrong
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And I said what I said and I meant it
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But now I regret it
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How could the world have turned so ugly
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I am dying
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Could you touch me again?
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Touch me again
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When I wrote the words to the swan song
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The author of the wrong
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And I said what I said and I meant it
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But now I regret it
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Swan Song
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| A Fine Frenzy |
