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You could live in the shadows
You could call them your friends
But then all they'll allow you
Is a ***-clad skeleton
I anticipate your deep concern
Believe me all my bridges burned
Long ago I reveled in that loathsome deed
So from upper rooms and empty tombs
Love's fallen down on me
So you see I do not need your sympathy
Got a tongue like a serpent
And you speak with a hiss
And you lie through your gold teeth
And your friends they're pathetic
Saw you out among the patients
When they took you all out for a walk
You tried to grab me through the chain link
But my dad says I really shouldn't talk
