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I wear my patent leather shoes
And my golden fleeces
A feather in my hair for you
And then I fall to pieces
At your celebration (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Celebration (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Celebration (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Celebrate you
We're quiet as two mannequins
Feasting on silences
We wait for Christmas to begin
To see the cracking faces
I tip my glass and toast to you
The blood spills on the carpet
At your celebration (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Celebration (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Celebration (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Celebrate you
And in the dream, you held a gun
You killed off all who hurt you
And left me there, the only one
Who would not dare desert you
I'm safe here, growing in the shade
Away from all your brightness
I lost my innocence today
When I learned how to write this
Tonight my nightgown is in knots
I toss and turn in your honor
I'll never know just what I've got
As long as you're my father
And I'll keep searching here for you
I'll clean up every corner
It's not my fault
It's not my fault (celebrate you)
It's not my fault (celebrate you)
It's not my fault (celebrate you)
It's not my fault
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