You're so happy now
Burning a candle at both ends
Your self-loving soothes
And softens the blows you've invented
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Breathe in deep, and cleanse away our sins
And we'll pray that there's no God
To punish us and make a fuss
Crack's healing up
Future soul forgive this mess
You wait twenty years
And wind up alone, demented
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