.When you haven't got any sense
And a sick ghastly pallor>
Well the poor kid never had a chance
And people heard that you're dead
But you haven't
You haven't left the city yet
Oh, get famous, get famous, get famous
Oh, so even if it takes every white blood cell
You.
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