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Death is the Devil's work
Love is a cheap card trick
Truth is a poor man's dream
Oh, thought is a quicksand pit
And all my year's spent cursing up the stairs
Good morning, God, get up, forget those bad dreams
We've been awake and waiting far too long
And thinking up our deaths
Sleep is a sick, sad joke
Good morning, God, get up, forget those bad dreams
Forget those bad dreams
Forget those bad dreams
Oh, forget those bad dreams
Love is a cheap card trick
Truth is a poor man's dream
Oh, thought is a quicksand pit
And thinking up our deaths
Forget those bad dreams
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