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I come from a genius, I am my father’s son / Yeah, too bad he was a psychopath / And now I’m the next in line / Loneliness, dear mother, yes, surely she’s a work of art

Thought it was easy to fall in love but you, you, you / You’re different, this much I know, yeah, you, you, you / It might be your guile, it could be your mind / It might be the way you take your time

He could have tuned in / Tuned in, but he tuned out / A bad time, nothing could save him / Alone in a corridor, waiting, locked out

Sheets of empty canvas / Untouched sheets of clay / Were laid spread out before me / As her body once did

I wish I was a neutron bomb / For once, I could go off / I wish I was a sacrifice / But somehow, still lived on