I wasn't always a monster, I was a prince.
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Now, so broken, so,
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Addicted to bad ideas & to drugs & to all the beauty in this world, I know
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Though I have grown older & graver, the great heart of the world remains ever young.
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I wasn't always a monster, I was a prince.
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Now, so broken, so.
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I wasn't always a monster, I was a saint.
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Now, forgotten, so,
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Addicted to bad ideas & to the blood that runs from my eyes and my hands and my throat
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Though I have grown older & graver, the great heart of the world remains ever young.
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I wasn't always a monster, I was a prince.
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Now, so broken, so.
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Because I can, 'cuz there's no one to stop me
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'Cause it makes up for things that I lost
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To feel your tug at my soul,
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The sting of your gaze over my face
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To fail and to live long
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I wasn't always a monster, I was a saint.
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Now, so broken, so,
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Addicted to bad ideas & to the blood that runs from my eyes and my hands and my throat
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Though I have grown older & graver, the great heart of the world remains ever young. I wasnt always a monster, I was a prince.
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Now, so broken, so.
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Because I can
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'Cause no one can stop me
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'Cause it makes up for things I lost
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Because I'm addicted to bad ideas and all the beauty in this world
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Addicted to bad ideas
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| The World / Inferno Friendship Society |
