[Lyrics: O.A.Myrholt]
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[Music: T. E. Tunheim]
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The vortex of addiction is out of square
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there are imaginary catchwords everywhere
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The ego-dolls reap the meadows of megalomania
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and we crave the spotlight
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An ephemeral prostitute in the centre of attention
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my deserted space needs another case of intervention
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celebrity is my speciality
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glamorised in fashion I am the mannequin to be
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Oh, sweet seventeen...her unblemished face
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clad in the tint of juvenile flesh
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seven dead orchids
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lay trampled and beguiled
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like the lust that died
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She sits astride
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The pictures my crayons painted
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xeroxed and airbrushed to fit
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admiration disguised in trivial pursuits
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animated to death...
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The vortex of addiction is out of square
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there are imaginary catchwords everywhere
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The ego-dolls reap the meadows of megalomania
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and we crave the spotlight...
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Seven Dead Orchids
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Enslavement Of Beauty |