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• Artiste: Kites
• Titre: The Disappearance of Becky Sharp
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Those cold maudlin tears, oh they won’t subdue me They can't induce my sympathy You’re a crocodile An infantile Those fake mawkish pearls, oh they won’t confound me I will not stand your litanies You’re a bitter child And I’m not beguiled Chorus I’ve been reflecting at length that it might be time you gave this act up We spectators have suffered quite enough When you consider that mirror your painted face betrays one great mistake: To disappear under veils and display. Don’t think your deceit is worthy of a memory This is not Gethsemane It’s a petty feud Not some ancient ruse Don’t dupe yourself into thinking there’s some bravery In surviving so artfully Life’s not that hard You’re not Becky Sharp Chorus I’ve been reflecting at length that it might be time you gave this act up We spectators have suffered quite enough When you consider that mirror your painted face betrays one great mistake: To disappear under veils and display.