Everyone around you wants your autograph
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Hunting around, placing bids for a backstage pass
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Just to pin you up like a photograph
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You're a porcelain doll so fragile that could break so fast
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You're sipping the tea like a porcelain doll
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You wanted the world
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You wanted it all
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You got glass for your eyes
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A mouth for your soul
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You conquered the world
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And then nothing at all
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And the distances from everyone to you is a universe
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They're listening to your phonographs
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The critics are right in that everyone else is trash
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They call you names like a psychopath
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The market shop beauty turned you ugly till they make their cash
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You're sipping the tea like a porcelain doll
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You wanted the world
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You wanted it all
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You got glass for your eyes
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A mouth for your soul
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You conquered the world
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And then nothing at all
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And the distances from everyone to you is a universe
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The word love doesn't change
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The word love doesn't change
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The word love doesn't change
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The word pain doesn't change
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The word love doesn't change
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The word love doesn't change
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The word love doesn't change
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The word love doesn't change
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The word pain doesn't change
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The word love doesn't change
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The word love doesn't change
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The word grief doesn't change
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The word love doesn't change
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The word pain doesn't change
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The word love doesn't change
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The word pain doesn't change
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The word pain doesn't change
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The word love doesn't change
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The word love doesn't change
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The worda˘ć|
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You're sipping the tea like a porcelain doll
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You wanted the world
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You wanted it all
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You got glass for your eyes
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A mouth for your soul
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You conquered the worlda˘ć|
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And then nothing at all
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You're sipping the tea like a porcelain doll
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You wanted the world
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You wanted it all
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You got glass for your eyes
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A mouth for your soul
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You conquered the world
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And then nothing at all
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You found out and then nothing at all
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The Distances From Everyone To You
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| Louis XIV |
