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Boutique Songtext

I fear that someday time might just
Give up on me
To have the closest thing to bid
Goodbye again
I have faced rejection from the sun
To make me sleep
And just a few days I was dumped
By January

I've done my time
I'd serve my time
I'm death-defyingly
Morbidly fun


Just yesterday when I was out
This country snowed
It wasn't odd not quite
It just snowed on me
And thursday last the bus I took
Just lost its wheel
Everyone in was either killed or brutally ill
And i'm still stuck in my

Little boutique world
I'd serve my time
I've done my time
I'm death-defyingly

Morbidly fun

Smiles are all that I've received
So I smile in return
Yet somehow I'm getting punches all year round
Though the attackers bleed
Now she was lovely all year round
Yes, that's bloody neat
If she would only sit with me
Where we're planets free
Live amongst a set of boutique antiques

How lovely it would be
Yes, how lovely it would be
I'd serve my time
I've done my time
I'm death-defyingly
Morbidly fun
Morbidly fun

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