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When will the princess figure it out |
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She ain't worth saving |
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Heavy the head that bears the crown |
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Of my mistaken |
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Apathy for sympathy |
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I was never good enough to be |
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Anything but remedy |
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To all of your constant pressing needs |
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And I never learned, so... |
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I painted a picture of things I wanted most |
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To color in the darker side of all my brightes hopes |
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But there was a monster standing where you should be |
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So I'll paint you wings and I'll set you free |
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I was a pawn in all your plans |
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You kept me busy |
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Locked behind your chember doors |
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When you felt frisky |
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Until you got sick of me |
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I was never good enough to be |
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Anything but remedy |
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To all of your constant pressing needs |
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And I never learned, so... |
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I painted a picture of things I wanted most |
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To color in the darker side of all my brightes hopes |
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But there was a monster standing where you should be |
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So I'll paint you wings and I'll set you free |
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When will the princess figure it out |
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She ain't worth saving |
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And when will the world get over |
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All her misbehaving |
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Will we ever learn |
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I painted a picture of things I wanted most |
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To color in the darker side of all my brightes hopes |
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But there was a monster standing where you should be |
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So I'll paint you wings and I'll set you free |
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(So she can fly away) |
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I painted a picture of things I wanted most |
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To color in the darker side of all my brightes hopes |
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But there was a monster standing where you should be |
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So I'll paint you wings and I'll set you free |
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(So she can fly away) |