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about human kind and how we so often place ourselves above those in need |
This song is actually titled: That's Tragic But I Haven't Given It A Second Thought. She thought she was the only one who knew Her little secret, deepest regret Selling lies that no one will ever buy Digging her way out of debt Trying to rise up after her fall Into fear, despair But she doesn't know where To go Lovely, lovely you're slowly dying now It's almost tragic it would be if anyone cared enough, at all I'm sorry dear but you'd need a miricle to get you through this storm And no one's here for you Lovely, lovely why don't you speak up? We can't hear you from way up here Running from everything and everyone Look at what she's become Desperate to escape it all Face down she falls Thought it would be better here You're falling apart my dear Lovely, lovely you're slowly dying now It's almost tragic It would be if anyone cared enough, at all I'm sorry dear but you'd need a miricle to get you through this storm And no one's here for you Lovely, lovely why don't you speak up? We can't hear you from way up here Ship wrecked You're a mess Struggling to keep your head above the water Stay a float Just keep breathing You're seeing your life flash before your eyes One part upsetting Two parts pathetic But we still don't care Lovely, lovely you're slowly dying now But it's not all that tragic Because none of us care much, at all I'm pretending I'm sorry dear You know you'd need a miricle to get you through this storm And we're simply just not here for you Lovely, lovely why don't you speak up? We're propped up on our pedestals And we can't hear you from way up here I swear we're not ignoring your helpless state We can't hear you from way up here |