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Wake up, grab a brush
And put on a little makeup
Hide the scars
And fade away that shakeup
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
You wanted to
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
You wanted to
Why did you leave the keys upon the table??
I don't think you trust
In my self righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die
Je ne vous pense pas vous trust
Dans mon self righteous suicide
Je cry when angels deserve to
Father, father
Fucker, fucker
Father into your hands
I command my spirit
Father into your hands
Why have you forsaken me?
Why have you forsaken me?
I don't think you trust
In my self righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to
Die, ladies and gentleman
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