I am a pain, in you're ass
And I'm wondering how long it's gonna last.
Be my mirror, be my friend,
Be the workhouse of the energy
I twist your arm to spin
Everyday, like a power station
You know it isn't good
I know you're burning too much wood
Oh, when you burn out
The twisted irony is
Your ashes come home to me
Come home to me
So we take a walk
To make some sense
And I'm wondering if you fancy my defense.
I have pushed you
Way too far
And you say, "Fuck you little princess
Who the hell do you think you are?"
Everyday, like a power station
You know it isn't good
You know you're burning too much wood
But I said if you burn out
The twisted irony is
Your ashes come home to me
Come home to me
Come home to me
Yeah well your ashes come home to me
Come home to me
Come home to me
You know well the circus' gonna have you on a fucking mantelpiece
The mantelpiece
The mantelpiece
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And I'm wondering how long it's gonna last.
Be my mirror, be my friend,
Be the workhouse of the energy
I twist your arm to spin
Everyday, like a power station
You know it isn't good
I know you're burning too much wood
Oh, when you burn out
The twisted irony is
Your ashes come home to me
Come home to me
So we take a walk
To make some sense
And I'm wondering if you fancy my defense.
I have pushed you
Way too far
And you say, "Fuck you little princess
Who the hell do you think you are?"
Everyday, like a power station
You know it isn't good
You know you're burning too much wood
But I said if you burn out
The twisted irony is
Your ashes come home to me
Come home to me
Come home to me
Yeah well your ashes come home to me
Come home to me
Come home to me
You know well the circus' gonna have you on a fucking mantelpiece
The mantelpiece
The mantelpiece
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