look at all their pretty faces
lined up on the wall
i think i'd like to try on that one
then i'd feel ten feet tall
all this writing in ugly diaries
was bound to take its toll
maybe we could jump the next train
if i may be so bold
oh
well i can't really understand
where i stop and you begin
you're tellin me that it's not true
and lies we breathe and beds we make
just strengthen this fool's parade
but damn i just can't leave this muse
oh
just today
just today
just today
is
all
i
know
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