You're just too too obscure for me

Oh you don't really get through to me

And there's no need for you to talk that way

Is there any less pessimistic things to say?



Do you like Paul Verlaine?

Is it gonna rain today?

Shall we have our photo taken?

We'll look like death and the maiden



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I still choose to lose the way i like

Fool around split my lungs out of spite

But i won't reject so long as you make sense

But i'm through with the rooms and vague intentions



You shouldn't talk to me

Find better company

There's better people to know

You'll only end up like rimbaud

Get shot by



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The way you think is oh-so-bloody stale

Your sanity looks pretty frail

You have to clutch at every tiny straw

And I can't stomach that at all



Do you like Paul Verlaine?

Is it gonna rain today?

Shall we have our photo taken?

We'll look like death and the maiden



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