Poets Of The Fall

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yeah decency she done left our home
on her rollerskaters
so I guess she's pretty far gone
left me with my greed
to answer for my own
for how could a deadened sense
tell right from wrong

so thanks for nothing I aint feeling the magic
kinda comic how I got tragic
mirror mirror on the wall
what do you give someone who has it all

more just to be sure
i got what I wanted so naturally I want more
what I paid for entertain me now
all I want is more cos I like it
too good to left it go keep it coming
cos I want more cos i'm not sure
what I really wanted so all I want is more

yeah modesty her rule now overthrown
packed her teddybear, so as not to go alone
left me with my pride to live beneath a stone
for how could an amputee ever pick a bone

so tell me something isn't this a bit drastic
my smiles are turning to plastic
mirror mirror on the wall
what's the secret for staying droll

you know it isn't particularly funny
killjoy walks in just when it¨s turning sunny
killjoy lives like it's all about the money
all about the money, all about the money
all about the money, all about the money
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