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I'm deluded on this throne
Never thought I'd ever say that

I'm much better on my own
Never ever going to look back

I've got the number on my phone
I got the steamy letters
I've got the promises you broke

Someone said it's all a hoax
And I should know better
I was hoping

Shaking in my spider's nest
Praying that I'll never go flat

Suddenly the girl's impressed
What you going to make of that?

Medium to medium rare and a new rock anthem
Circulating in the air

Pour me drinks that don't look square
Give me swinging London
I'm in heaven

With a meaning to fly by in a blaze of glory
Send me flowers in my pain

Call me rough 'cos I'm alive with a different story
Come and save me

There's a cure for complaints
If I could just remember
Where I need to pin the blame
When I'm standing in the rain with my old umbrella
I get soaking

When I take off all my clothes
I look into the mirror for facts

If my energy turns cold
What 'you going to make of that?

Da da da da da da da
I look into the mirror for facts
Da da da da da da da
What 'you going to make of that?

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