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We choose our scoops with our silver spoons. Try and deny that it's coming soon. 
   Don't fool yourself when you're giving up. Just sip your drink from the dirty cup. 
   And where the fiddler plays. Is where the woodland creature stays. And every single day. Comes and goes in blurs then fades. 
   Now everybody knows you, but you do not know yourself. Loved ones try to save you, from your lost journey toward hell. 
   And it's a shame. You've let yourself go this way. But everything will change. Someday. 

   Dressed in bells and whistles too. Force that smile pretend it's through. 
   But the tides will change with the shift of the moon. And a warm bright day will be fogged with gloom. 
   And where the children play. Will be destroyed and deemed unsafe. And 
everything turns gray. The price you pay for one mistake. 
   Now everybody loves you but you do not love yourself. The hurt and guilt you feel inside is the kind you'll never tell. 
   And it's a shame. You've let the world push you away. But everything will change. Someday. 

   You cannot destroy me but I can destroy myself! I don't want your sympathy I do not need your help. 
   Just kick me down spit in my face and tell me one more time! How much you simply hated me, back when you were mine. 

   So choose your scoops with your silver spoon. I'll deny being in love with you. 
   Don't pride yourself when I've given up. Just force me to sip from your poison cup. 
   And where the earthworm plays. Is where I'll find my peaceful grave. 
   And every single day. Life remains nothing has changed. 
   Now everybody misses you, but you feel right at home. This life has made you realize, you're better off alone. 
   And it's a shame. You let yourself go this way. Everything will change. Someday...

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