Well the pills I got they ask me, lets go out for a while
And the knives up in the kitchen are all too dull to smile
Yeah and the sun it tries to warn me
Boy those wings are made of wax
While the things I do to kill me
They just tell me to relax
But oh Cinderella
All dressed up in all your boots and all your charms
I'm not the fellow
worse
while
which
though
without
relax
empty
knives
dressed
barely
cinderella
boots
fellow
smile
tries
bottle
charms
wings
misses
those
kitchen
pills
pretty
strangers
talking
protect
round
wandering
streets
things
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