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Goes To My Head

Put a ring on my finger just like Saturn's As if all these trivial things really matter I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to be like the rest It's enticing The chiming of wedding bells up ahead But do these wishes of happy endings really have my depth? When I scream into the universe with no reply back? It's challenging when you want what you can't get Nor is it promised that your needs will ever be met Or just settled upon, forgotten or even fled I don't take it to heart but it goes to my head

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