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Mr. Bonaparte
How did you get it in your head, mr. bonaparte
That everything you did & said would amount to law
And all of the players & pieces on the map you drew
Should be happy to revolve their lives around you
I live in my lonely mind
I wonder do you ever reflect
That you're only another man with a bag of regret
And your life will be done in the blink of an eye
And you won't even be a footnote on the page of time
According to the book i read, mr. bonaparte
All your plans & proclamations fall apart
And the loyal few who remain intact
Only seem to pay attention
While they laugh behind your back
