Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)



Wrong notes, old frustrating used quotes

men with pencils making copious notes

out in the dark, cut the far left wing

an old man shaking a sheet of tin

judgement's fallen, the well spawned webs

pictures of old used bareness

local priest still holds the floor

with the same old lines from the time before



Don't you know when I've had enough

laugh it off, ain't that tough

don't you know when I've had enough

I like to be alone

want to be alone, just to be alone



Sacred profession still guards the walls

but my castle keeps guarantees the fall

selling souls for a mean half truth

but the power and the king shared the palace roof

welcome flowers lead a funeral train

when you're out in the desert don't you pray for me



Don't you know when I've had enough

laugh it off, ain't that tough

don't you know when I've had enough

I like to be alone

want to be alone, just to be alone



And they fool themselves

into thinking that they're talking about

taht they never doubt it,

want to be alone, just to be alone



Save me



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