The tragic comedy divine
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Paints the way to peace of mind
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Leaving shallow lovers far behind
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Past uncertainties combine
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Bringing tears to sleepless eyes
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Memory runs the course of time
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Blood runs cold beyond
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The violet prison for violent visions
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And so the broken record plays
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As you throw us away
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We're never enough
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We're drowning in cliches
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So desperate to love
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We're twisting every word they say
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So we sleep through the days
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Within the heat of passion's war
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Lust is spilled upon the floor
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Staining red the wasted metaphor
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The selfish need for something more
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Claws in vain at closing doors
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Scarring faces once adored
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Tracing circles in the
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Violet prison for violent visions
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And so the broken record plays
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As you throw us away
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We're never enough
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We're drowning in cliches
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So desperate to love
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We're twisting every word they say
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So we sleep through the days
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Violet
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The Birthday Massacre |