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Poets of the Fall

Yeah, decency, she done, left our home On her roller skates, so I guess, she's pretty far gone Left me with my greed to answer for my own For how could a deadened sense tell right from wrong
So thanks for nothing I ain't feeling the magic Kinda comic how I got tragic Mirror mirror on the wall What do you give someone who has it all
More, just to be sure I got what I wanted, so naturally I want more What I paid for, entertain me now All I want is more, cos I like it
Too good to let it go, keep it coming 'Cos I want more, 'cos I'm not sure What I really wanted, so all I want is more
Yeah, modesty, her rule now, overthrown Packed her teddy bear so as not to go alone Left me with my pride to live beneath a stone For how could an amputee ever pick a bone
So tell me something, isn't this a bit drastic My smiles are turning to plastic Mirror mirror on the wall What's the secret for staying droll
You know it isn't particularly funny Killjoy walks in just when it's turning sunny Killjoy lives like it's all about the money
All about the money, all about the money All about the money, all about the money

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