i started a joke
it stared to make the world cry
behind the curten
im the king of queens
from under the trees
the sky looks dead
it suits my mood
at least one of us will cry
blind eyes
turning blue
lay with me
broken flowers all around
purple skys and gentle lullabys
killing me softly
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I am the nothing trying to be so much more in your eye
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all alone is all we are
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