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Fraudulent miracles make miracles sink ships
A rice paper princess gets two for her flinches
Fuck you

In the mists above perfection
Rain on the parade made this crowning day the
The horns on the hood of a saint
Fuck you

"And never the two shall meet"
Said the tiger to its greatest fan
"The amount of love you wish to give is more than I can stand"

And now you leave me in defeat
Leave me a battered, broken man
"The amount of love you wish to give is more than I can stand"

Now I have you where I want you
I know that you are listening
This is my chance to tell you everything
Fuck you

My chance to tell you I love you
But I've waited too long
Now the record's over
Now the record's over

Fuck you again