Lyrics

Fatal

How good is he, how warm are his eyes, you'll see he's not a reprise (?)
That he arrived too late and too tethered away to put on his suit and his tie

How good is he, how warm is his heart or ego telling him which place to park
Did he relay the message is clearly, hardly grounds for dismissal outright
Grounds for dismissal outright

I wake up and wait up (?) and fashion
I wake up and wait up, it echoes through the mansions
I wake up and wait up, when April's and May oh (?)
I wake up and wait up, the answers are fatal
The answers are fatal

I wake up and wait up, the answers are fatal
If he's truly out of sight
Is he truly out of mind
If he's truly out of sight

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