starry configurations am just a receiver
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divine recombinations am just a recordist
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receptionist - unhappy medium
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receptionist - unhappy medium
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excellent accommodations am just a bellboy
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beautiful surroundings am just some gravel
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or peat moss, what have you
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or peat moss, what have you now?
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why must you treat me like you do?
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don't you know it's all for you
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dear infatuation, you do not see me
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die here beside you in see-through obscurity
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governess, fancy less, we'll sound the alarm
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and drum up some simpleton for you
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to eat these apples from your eyes
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emptiness fills room
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your love's bud goes full bloom
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you don't love me
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aren't thinking of me
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why am I waiting for you to see I'm alive
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storybook ending am just a ledger
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hardly worth a mention or the paper
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it's written on and cried upon
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and kissed once by wax
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but still you treat me like you do
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with everything I've done for you
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striking like a bird of prey along your notepad now
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the only year that turns your way
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my dear diary: it's just you and me tonight
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you don't love me
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aren't thinking of me
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you don't love me
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aren't thinking of me tonight
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why am I waiting for you to see I'm alive
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Starry Configurations
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| Jets To Brazil |
