( Cardboy king EP Part 2 )
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I can sleep in a chair
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When the air is close
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And the book is hardly started
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You know I never pray
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But i might one day
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For those around departed
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One imitation smile
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Curls round your glass
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I can see through white wine
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One imitation smile
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Curls round your lips
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I can see right through you
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I'm modelled in wax
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But in good hands now
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I'll burn up at both ends
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Half dead with fatigue
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In a social storm
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I can gather all my close friends
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I get the heaviest blues
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And the shortest fuse
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When the glutton party beckons
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My rattle is a draw
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On the restaurant floor
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They'll soon be up for seconds
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Right through
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One imitation smile
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