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Dirge

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1  I hate myself for lovin' you                                         I hate myself for loving you and the weakness that it showed 1
2  And the weakness that it showed                                         You were just a painted face on a trip down to suicide road 2
3  You were just a painted face                                            The stage was set, the lights went out all around the old hotel 3
4  On a trip down suicide road                                        I hate myself for loving you and I'm glad the curtain fell. 4
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5  The stage was set,                        the lights went out              I hate that foolish game we played and the need that was expressed 5
6  All around the old hotel                                                        And         the mercy that you showed to me, whoever would have guessed 6
7  I hate myself for lovin' you                                      I went out on Lower Broadway and I felt that place within 7
8  And I'm glad the curtain fell                                  That hollow place where martyrs weep and angels play with sin. 8
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9  I hate that foolish game we played                      Heard your songs of freedom and man forever stripped 9
10  And the need that was expressed                             Acting out his folly while his back is being whipped 10
11  And the mercy that you showed to me               Like a slave in orbit he's beaten 'til he's tame 11
12  Who ever would have guessed?                                         All for a moment's glory and it's a dirty, rotten shame. 12
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13  I went out on lower broadway                            There are those who worship loneliness, I'm not one of them 13
14  And I felt that place within                           In this age of fiberglass I'm searching for a gem 14
15  That hollow place where martyrs weep                                    The crystall ball upon the wall hasn't shown me nothing yet 15
16  And angels play with sin                                                  I've paid the price of solitude but at least I'm out of debt. 16
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17  Heard your songs of freedom                                   I can't recall a useful thing you ever did for me 17
18  And man forever stripped                                                      'Cept pat me on the back one time when I was on my knees 18
19  Acting out his folly                                                    We stared into each other's eyes 'till one of us would break 19
20  While his back is being whipped                       No use to apologize, what difference would it make ? 20
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21  Like a slave in orbit                                          So sing your praise of progress and of the Doom Machine 21
22  He's beaten 'til he's tame                                       The naked truth is still taboo whenever it can be seen 22
23  All for a moment's glory                                         Lady Luck who shines on me, will tell you where I'm at 23
24  And it's a dirty, rotten shame                                     I hate myself for loving you but I should get over that. 24
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7  There are those who worship loneliness   7
8  I'm not one of them   8
9  In this age of fiberglass   9
10  I'm searching for a gem   10
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12  The crystal ball up on the wall   12
13  Hasn't shown me nothin' yet   13
14  I've paid the price of solitude   14
15  But at last I'm out of debt   15
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17  I can't recall a useful thing   17
18  You ever did for me   18
19  'Cept pat me on the back one time   19
20  When I was on my knees   20
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22  We stared into each others eyes   22
23  'Til one of us would break   23
24  No use to apologize   24
25  What difference would it make?   25
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27  So sing your praise of progress   27
28  And of the doom machine   28
29  The naked truth is still taboo   29
30  Whenever it can be seen   30
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32  Lady luck who shines on me   32
33  Will tell you where I'm at   33
34  I hate myself for lovin' you   34
35  But I should get over that   35
      


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