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She says nobody wants to believe
You're the same as everyone.
What makes me unique?
My Dark Life
There was a kink in the world
Sent that statue tumbling
An invitation east
So we can watch it all crumbling

She came off like light and so softly she spoke:
"You don't know, no you don't know about my dark life"
And you think you're a guest, you're a tourist at best
Peering into the corners of your dark life
Now that you tear your dreams from consumptive ballerinas
She'd stand on tiptoes for you in a grey and tattered tutu
She stays where she is because of voyeurs like these
With an accusative look that says
My Dark Life

Robber men await you then in each beguiling alley
To shake you and to pierce you and remind you of
My Dark Life

Enter the pious elite, in their preening finery
And bang the tambourine
They're dining on rice paper scenery
See how the villain attracts envious glances from everyone
She's waitressing by day
It doesn't bring in much money now

And his strong concealed arms set off bells and alarms
In the strangest locations of
My Dark Life
But the fantasy slipped as he tipped her in cigarettes
She tries to smile very graciously when she wants to kill him
Now the victory is sweet, you'll get down on your knees
It's the perfect position for kissing western leather

So they came from Ugly Texas and from Nameless Tennessee
From Peculiar Missouri and from places closer to me.
All the cream of heartless England, cheered the carnival is over
There are remnants of red army bandsmen
Played "America The Beautiful"
She says nobody wants to believe   You're the same as everyone.   What makes me unique?   My Dark Life   There was a kink in the world   Sent that statue tumbling   An invitation east   So we can watch it all crumbling      She came off like light and so softly she spoke:   "You don't know, no you don't know about my dark life"   And you think you're a guest, you're a tourist at best   Peering into the corners of your dark life   Now that you tear your dreams from consumptive ballerinas   She'd stand on tiptoes for you in a grey and tattered tutu   She stays where she is because of voyeurs like these   With an accusative look that says   My Dark Life      Robber men await you then in each beguiling alley   To shake you and to pierce you and remind you of   My Dark Life      Enter the pious elite, in their preening finery   And bang the tambourine   They're dining on rice paper scenery   See how the villain attracts envious glances from everyone   She's waitressing by day   It doesn't bring in much money now      And his strong concealed arms set off bells and alarms   In the strangest locations of   My Dark Life   But the fantasy slipped as he tipped her in cigarettes   She tries to smile very graciously when she wants to kill him   Now the victory is sweet, you'll get down on your knees   It's the perfect position for kissing western leather      So they came from Ugly Texas and from Nameless Tennessee   From Peculiar Missouri and from places closer to me.   All the cream of heartless England, cheered the carnival is over   There are remnants of red army bandsmen   Played "America The Beautiful"