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Woodwork lyrics
My Roman numeral came
As "one" and "I" are both the same
She curves just like the wick
Of a burning candle s dancing flame
These vultures were in love,
Always circling high above
Picked each other apart,
Hungry for the other s heart

Real fun, let s all underachieve

Failed to dispel the myth
Every time is always ending with
The sharp end of a star
Stabbing me right through my heart
She s gone and I m beyond
A color scheme of loneliness
Now my Roman numeral is lost
As "one" and "I" are now divorced
Your wishes are my command

Real fun, let s all underachieve

Crawling out of rotted woodwork
It stings to breathe
When I don t even know what to do with myself

Real fun, let s all underachieve
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