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If You're Jezebel, Then I'm Bill Murray Lyrics

Slow down
We need to find a place to rest
Our tired bodies have
Betrayed us with every step
Was this the brilliant plan you had?
To set this room ablaze
And seal off the exit
This is all we have here
Should I pretend to be content?
This is all we have here
A castle made of skin

It must be so convenient
To know everything you know
About everyone you know but I
Can't seem to care
About a single word
You have nothing kind to say
About anyone you know
This is all we have here
Should I pretend to be content?
This is all we have here
A castle made of skin
All the martyrs gather round for
Blessed are the ones that die first
All the martyrs gather for your queen
(Wake up darling there's nothing here
We say these words, but they're paper-thin
Are you listening?
You're never listening)

All the martyrs
Gather round for
Blessed are the ones
The ones that die first
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