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yeah decency she done left our home on her rollerskaters 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 aint feeling the magic kinda comic how i got tragic mirror mirror on the wall what do you give someone ho 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 left 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 teddybear, 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 Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |