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Tragic Picture Show

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Just don't play the song and I'm just gonna read it Like I'm losing my fucking mind Black suit, black tie Feeling like I wanna die Funeral, we all mourn Sunglasses and your dress is torn Drive fast, Ferrari car Sun sets, race to the bar Meet a girl, forget her name One night plagued with shame Designer shoes hit the pavement cold Acting young and feeling old A stranger comes with a strange request So many things to get off my chest My head hurts and my heart is dead Think of her all I see is red Laughter's gone, permanent frown Here I am, another nervous breakdown Oh no, I've been slipping No no no, yes I'm slipping Oh no, I've been slipping No no no, and now I'm tripping Black suit, black tie Feeling like I wanna die Funeral, we all mourn Sunglasses and your dress is torn Drive fast, Ferrari car Sun sets, race to the bar Meet a girl, forget her name One night plagued with shame Oh no, I've been slipping No no no, yes I'm slipping Oh no, I've been slipping No no no, and now I'm tripping Here it goes Just a tragic picture show Designer shoes hit the pavement cold Acting young and feeling old A stranger comes with a strange request So many things to get off my chest My head hurts and my heart is dead Think of her all I see is red Laughter's gone, permanent frown Here I am, another nervous breakdown Oh no, I've been slipping No no no, yes I'm slipping Oh no, I've been slipping No no no, and now I'm tripping