Lyrics:
loneliness So you can not destroy me With rouged fag-ends in your ashtray You can not destroy me With rouged fag-ends in your ashtray
fag-ends floating in a glass. I didn't try and make her stay. I doubt she would have anyway. I was just trying to use my favorite muse. It's nice
Out on the hostile plains of divided England I laugh At bureaucrats lie Flung out like a fag-end A big red bus Powered on lies Three hundred
land His letter lies open His accusations flow like poison from his every word My heart would be broken but for Her The fag-end of winter I'm in shock,
got nothing to talk about Nothing to talk about Nothing to talk about Nothing to talk about Picking up fag-ends of people's conversation Trying my best
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