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Morrissey

Because of my poor education
I don't expect your invitation
A ship lost inches away from the bay

Because of my poor education
I can't endure my situation
This here is my bed and I must lie

Because of this strange indentation
I live my life without affection
Kind-hearted, view me and say "Thank God that's not me"

Once I was sure I had found my hero
And I allowed myself to think so
Reality is not real to me

Written by MORRISSEY, STEVEN / WHYTE, ALAIN GORDON
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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