Here I am,
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Composing of burlesque,
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Out of where they rest their heads,
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Sulking in their splintered cradles,
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And ramshakled hands,
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They asked for it,
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As a boy,
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I eat my wishes on golden tooth picks
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and digested then with wolf intestines,
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I fell from the heavens,
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As a fetish blessed with,
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An operatic skeleton,
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And as the stars watch me descend,
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I crack a family tree and,
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Chopped off all of the branches,
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I fell from the heavens,
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As a fetish blessed with,
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An operatic skeleton,
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And as the stars watch me descend,
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I crack a family tree and,
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Chopped off all of the branches
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Nearly Witches (Demo)
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| Panic! At The Disco |
