Lyrics:
In an upstairs room, under lock and key
It's my brother, Former Lee
All the mops and brooms keep him company
Misconceived of the family
surround me
An empty shell`s all you see
My former self`s departed
A man who`s broken hearted
Loneliness is what I fear
holding on to all that`s
self
I can't believe how much you've managed to get through
This is an ode to my former self
And no matter how bad the treatment you would never be
My former self
My former self
I ain't bad like I used to be
20 seconds half a century
Everything that I learned from me
It guides me
From my former
She is but a shadow
Of her former self
You can't recognise her
She is someone else
Your time will come
She is not the same person
She just keeps
My eyes may be hollow
My face may be pale
I may just be a shadow of my former self
But tonight the ghost of heartaches past
Is steppin' into town
This is an ode to my former self
I can't believe how much you've managed to get through
This is an ode to my former self
And no matter how bad
arms around
This summer I swam in the ocean
And I swam in a swimming pool
Salt my wounds, chlorine my eyes
I'm a self-destructive fool
I'm
Olympic heavyweight wrestling champion,
Here he is, just a shadow of his former self, wasted in health, ravaged by sin.
Oh give us your testimony, dear
around
This summer I swam in the ocean
And I swam in a swimming pool
Salt my wounds, chlorine my eyes
I'm a self-destructive fool
Self
the truth be told
Jaded Tourist in my neighborhood
Still shadows of our former self
Water lines in the alley, time to fly
You lift me up just to put
I'm just a shell
Of my former self
Wasting away
Day after day
These mountains are filled with heartache
I'll jump off the lift to save myself
around
This summer I swam in the ocean
And I swam in a swimming pool
Salt my wounds, chlorine my eyes
I'm a self-destructive fool
Self
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
Hope, unpardoned on the shore
Logged in volumes locked in drawers
My former self says I could ask for more
cway from you,
I cover it well,
But I may
arms around
This summer I swam in the ocean
And I swam in a swimming pool
Salt my wounds, chlorine my eyes
I'm a self-destructive fool
I'm
revere me
I am an artist
Please don't respect me
I am an artist
You're free to correct me
A self-centered artist
Self-obsessed artist
I am
You left your typewriter at my apartment
Straight from the tortured poets department
I think some things I never say
Like, "Who uses typewriters
unaware[00:51.21]Yeah, you're just a shadow of your former self[01:00.79]So come meet the shadow of my former self
my hand by the fire place
Where our back and forth
cn exchange of pearls
In words we painted our past
Of former highs, former lows
Former loves,
John:
I wave my bags
Did you wave your'n
Former Execs:
Sorry John
Sorry better
Try it again
Bald-Headed John:
Well how much did they wave?
to do
It i am an artist and I care about humanity
Yes I am personally rich and I can
Buy furs and houses for my family
But I need access to more money
might cause confusion but I'm under no illusion
And I'm doing my best to stifle all my pride
Her mind's on a former love
And mine's on a former love
Her
The heartaches begin
Four stone walls surround me
An empty shell's all you see
My former self's departed
A man who's broken hearted
Loneliness is what I fear
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