I presuppose you're one of those
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whose deepest prose is chiefly pose
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and just like you my stinking rose
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I'd rather lose my morals than my nose
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you're beauty in the sky
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the buoyant flight the happy lie
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invent perfection in your brain to catch you when you fall again
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sing
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all this time
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spent to please the eye
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maybe you never had it at all (at all)
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maybe you don't need it anyway (anyway)
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maybe you were waiting for the fall
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to teach you about the value of a day
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I've never seen a better day than today
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I've never seen a mirror get in death's way
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I've never seen self-hate dressed up so nice
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I've never seen fun preserved in ice
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you're beauty in the sky
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the buoyant flight the happy lie
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invent perfection in your brain to catch you when you fall again
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sing
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all this time
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spent to please the eye
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maybe you never had it at all (at all)
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maybe you don't need it anyway (anyway)
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maybe you were waiting for the fall
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to teach you about the value of a day
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baby, you were wrong about your face (your face)
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don't curse your luck
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your luck don't need to change (need to change)
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something that is broken in your smile
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a speck of dust just falling into space
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maybe you never had it at all
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maybe you don't need it anyway
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maybe you were waiting for the fall
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maybe you were wrong about your face (your face)
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don't curse your luck
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your luck don't need to change (need to change)
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something that is broken in your smile
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a speck of dust just falling into space
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I'm no one
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I'm no one
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I'm no one
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I'm no one
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I'm no one
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I'm no one
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I'm no one
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I'm no one
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I'm no one
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I'm no one
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I'm no one
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at all
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Presuppose
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