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Inferno
The Last Dinner Party
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Iโm Jesus Christ, Iโm swinging
In a gallery in France
Iโm the guillotine, Iโm terrified
There'll be no second chance
And cowardice is prettiest in a nice dress
From high command, I feel the need to confess
In the morning, in the evening
I keep trying, Lord, Iโm trying
In the morning, in the evening
I keep trying, Lord, Iโm trying
But Iโve never known myself
But then, Iโve never claimed to know
I do this for my health
Breathing the dust of an inferno
Iโm Joan of arc, Iโm dying
Just waiting for your call
Iโm watching The Real Housewives
And crawling up the walls
This heart of mineโs a glorified abscess
In high demand, I feel the need to confess
In the morning, in the evening
I keep trying, Lord, Iโm trying
But Iโve never been myself
But then, Iโve always seemed to know
Iโm drinking to your health
Drinking the dust of an inferno
Iโve never seen myself
And I hope I never know
Iโm nothing but a shell
Nothing but dust, in an inferno
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