Oh, what a beautiful gloomy day
Not a hint of sunshine, not a single ray
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I am a doll unable to speak, incapable to see,
my ears are sealed and my lips are painted
My creator made me hollow with a heart that's tainted
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What is love but a flitting, fluttering butterfly?
A ticking time bomb ready to die
What is love but a heartache on stand by?
A chronic illness that eats you alive
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