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cardiff piano surprise song
for the key she performs is transpose by +1 
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[Verse]

Quick, quick
              
Tell me someth

              
ing awful like

           
 you are a poe

t
              
Trapped inside

              
 the body of a

        
 finance guy

Tell me all your secrets

All you’ll ever be is
              
My eternal con

              
solation prize
              
You see I was 

              
a debutant in 

       
another life, 

but
              
Now I seem to 

              
be scared to g

     
o outside

If comfort is a construct, I don’t believe in good luck

Now that I know what’s what


[Chorus]
  
I hate it here

 so I will go 

to secret gard

ens in my mind

People need a 

key to get to,

 the only one 

is mine
             
I read about i

              
t in a book wh

              
en I was a pre

        
cocious child

No mid-sized city hopes and small-town fears
             
I’m there most

              
 of the year ’

              
cause I hate i

    
t here
              
I hate it here

   


[Verse]
           
 Is it romanti

           
c how all my e

       
legies eulogiz

e me?
            
 I'm not cut o

#            
ut for all the

   
se cynical clo

nes

These hunters 

with cell phon

es


[Chorus]
           
  Take me to t

              
he Lakes where

     
 all the poets

 went to die
              
I don't belong

            
  and, my belo

              
ved, neither d

  
o you
           
  Those Winder

              
mere peaks loo

       
k like a perfe

ct place to cr

y
              
I'm setting of

  
f, but not wit

hout my muse


   


[Bridge]
    
I’m lonely, bu

t I’m good

I’m bitter, but I swear I’m fine
             
I’ll save all 

              
my romanticism

              
 for my inner 

              
life and I’ll 

          
get lost on pu

rpose
              
This place mad

         
e me feel wort

hless
            
Lucid dreams l

             
ike electricit

             
y, the current

              
 flies through

             
 me and in my 

              
fantasies I ri

    
se above it
             
And way up the

      
re, I actually

 love it

           
 A red rose gr

            
ew up out of i


ce frozen grou

nd
     
With no one ar

ound to tweet 

it
             
 While I bathe

    
 in cliffside 

pools
            
With my calami

              
tous love and 

     
insurmountable

 grief


[Chorus]
           
  Take me to t

              
he Lakes where

     
 all the poets

 went to die
              
I don't belong

            
  and, my belo

              
ved, neither d

  
o you
           
  Those Winder

              
mere peaks loo

       
k like a perfe

ct place to cr

y
              
I'm setting of

  
f, but not wit

hout my muse

  
I hate it here

 so I will go 

to secret gard

ens in my mind

People need a 

key to get to,

 the only one 

is mine
             
I read about i

              
t in a book wh

              
en I was a pre

        
cocious child

No mid-sized city hopes and small-town fears

  
I hate it here

 so I will go 

to Lunar valle

ys in my mind

When they foun

d a better pla

net Only the g

entle survived
  
I dreamed abou

t it in the da

rk
              
The night I fe

              
lt like I migh

  
t die

No mid-sized city hopes and small-town fears
             
I’m there most

              
 of the year ’

              
cause I hate i

    
t here


[Outro]
So take me to the Lakes

              
I hate it here

 


So take me to the Lakes
              
Take me to the

           
 Lakes where a

   
ll the poets w

ent to die
              
I don't belong

            
  and, my belo

              
ved, neither d

  
o you

  Those Winder

mere peaks--
         
Look like a pe

rfect place to

 cry
              
So I'm setting

             
 off, but not 

           
without my mus

e
              
No, not withou

  
t you