paroles de chanson Shelf Life - Lloyd Cole
I
am
consumed
by
delusions
of
grandeur
I'm
fallen
prey
to
the
beautiful
girl
I
have
seen
romance
in
the
obvious
quarters
And
I
have
painted
myself
into
that
world
I
have
constructed
my
own
personal
Babel
But
many
passages
remain
out
of
print
Leaving
me
in
an
unresolved
sentence
Without
an
idea
of
where
it
went
I
have
developed
an
unnatural
candour
In
contradiction
to
all
I
hold
dear
I
think
of
myself
as
tall
and
silent
This
little
voice
is
all
that
I
hear
Now
the
night's
drawing
in
I'm
your
unworthy
friend
At
the
untimely
end
of
a
lifetime
Thinking
I
might
hold
on
to
my
first
marriage
I
learned
the
language
of
the
self
obsessed
It
was
only
later
at
the
post-grad
parties
That
it
rewarded
me
with
great
success
No
longer
waiting
for
my
prayers
to
be
answered
No
longer
waiting
for
my
publisher's
call
No
longer
charming
in
my
reminiscence
Only
immersed
in
a
faint
afterglow
Now
the
night's
drawing
in
I'm
your
unworthy
friend
At
the
ungodly
end
of
a
lifetime
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