I'll be the pauper
If you be the slave
We're so damn entitled
And so very brave

The sudden drops of insulin
When your shadow fills the door
We only want what's ours
We only want what's ours

The last of an enclave
A republic of doe
I just got my papers through
A draft in the row

It's not like I loved you
It's not like I cared
We're just playing parts
We're just playing parts

It was you who rushed the stage
It was you who rushed the stage
It was you who rushed the stage


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