I'm sorry about the sun
How could I know that you would burn?
And I'm sorry about the moon
How could I know that you'd disapproved?
And I'll never make the same mistake
So next time I create the universe
I'll make sure we communicate at length
Oh yeah But until then... better off dead
A smile on the lips and a hole in the head
Better off dead, it's better than this
Take it away cuz there's nothing to miss
I'm sorry about the world
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