My Own Personal Gravity

No, there ain't nothing special 'bout my life

My egoism is so not

But oh so comfortably confusion is my life

Pleased to meet you baby, baby

'Cause I've got infinity to bring me a little paradise

There you are to kiss me

Must you always live right now?

But I always see you right in the middle of everybody's life

Singing everybody wants me there

But everybody wants to put me down

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What could be lonely 'bout you? What could be lonely 'bout you baby?

You're immaculately touched, and they love you so much

Whatever's lonely 'bout you

Only makes me totally convinced that my own personal gravity serves me well

Why am I always misinterpreting my guilt?

My happiness makes me sad somehow

And I'm no guardian angel but I can loan you mine

They're tickling all my precious depressions

So melancholy's bringing me a little of what he calls paradise

I'm bored with my elation, it humours me to tears sometimes

But always manages to put a little hickey on everybody's mind

Why does everybody want me here, but no one here can give me reasons why

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Why do I do everything "dis" integration likes? I'm grieving with my patient patience

And all constant information tells me is

No one wants to be down here

But everyone was dumb enough to come

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